The peonies–(peonies are hands down my favorite flower in the world)–are greening up and developing shoots. Soon, I will be enjoying their bounteous beauty–pinks, maroons, reds–even some candystriped ones! I love everything about peonies, perhaps because their visits are always so brief. I fell in love with them years ago, when I lived in London, and used to buy them from a street vendor–always pink or white, gloriously fat and floppy. I called them ‘floozy’ flowers, because they were so showy, like an aging, good-natured madam dressed to attract commerce.
Sadie has a touch of arthritis, and the rain makes… Read More »