The peonies are here! I wait 51 weeks every year for THIS week. Three years ago, I bought a peony plant on a whim and plunked it out front in place of a sad looking purply chrysanthemum. I was only too happy to yank that sucker out and replace it with something I hoped would be less pathetic and more pretty. Each year, this peony has doubled in size--this year, it's officially to the point that it looks a little too full and too big in our tiny, miniscule planting area. When I bought this plant, I couldn't really tell what color the blooms would be--I was hoping for pale pink or bright pink, but not white. I lucked out, and each year I have peony bush full of large blush pink blooms. Blooming week is here, 51 weeks in the making! Gotta love that.
I have a whole bunch lined up on the window sill above my kitchen sink. I love the way this shade of pink complements almost any shade of blue ...
... and nearly any shade of green. I don't really have any vases. I mostly use empty jam jars and small drinking glasses for cut flowers.
I brought these over to my mom's house and she picked this green footed vessel for hers. She also used one of those wire flower arranger-things (I'm sure these have a technical name?) to keep the blooms in place. I have nearly 40 stems all over my house in various glasses, and all of the blossoms are just starting to slightly wilt. I'm doing what I can to re-cut the stems and replace the water, but it's always hard to accept the ephemerality of these things. I guess it's that characteristic that makes flowers flowers.
It's also blowing my mind right now that it's 4:20pm on a weekday and Oprah is NOT on. It's like living in bizarro world or something.