New York: one woman, one terrace, twelve seasons.
Peonies may be one of my most favorite flowers ever.
gorgeous! and my mind's nose can imagine what they smell like, if they're fragrant ones. My earliest peonies are still at least a week from opening...if this rain will ever stop!
Hooray! Peonies! I can almost smell them. Thanks for this pretty image on a gray, gray day of (much needed) rain.Gigi
Wippin out your peonies so soon! How vulgar.I'm sorry.
Lisa yes, mine too (ignore Frank). They're so Dutch still life. Voluptuous, voluminous, billowy, lush. And so brief.QC - hm, no scent yet, I'll sniff them again.Gigi - very grey here, but very happy about the rain.Frank? !