My Own Little Peony Festival

In my last post, I showed some photos of the local Peony Festival and mentioned that I'd return (somewhat belatedly) with some peonies from my own garden.

The mid and deep peonies have been finished for awhile now, with the exception of a few small secondary blooms.

It's the lushness and sweet fragrance that appeal to me and, I know, to many of you.

This rich colour comes on peonies that stand on their own without any support. Of course, I don't recall the name, but I do appreciate their fortitude, if one can apply such a virtue to a plant.

The palest of my peonies lives in the shadow of a forsythia shrub for part of the day and, as a result, blooms later than the others. I picked a bouquet this afternoon, shown in the lavender and white jug. It's a pleasure to bring some blooms indoors to enjoy.

Claire the Foster Puss has not been above a bit of exploration, which led to the strategic placement of some arrangements. (For those who have been interested in Claire's story, I'll have an update next time.)

The peonies may be almost gone, but that means the roses are coming along. 

Don't you love a garden!

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