Two years ago, Duane got me four peony plants for my birthday. Last year, as peony season approached, I watched and waited for buds to appear, but no such luck. There would be no peonies to enjoy.
This year I was thrilled when I saw buds starting! I counted 8 buds and planned to cut them all at once for a nice bouquet. It's been so cold and rainy around these parts, it took forever for them to get big enough to cut. Then we went to Kansas for a week and I thought I'd missed out on my peonies blooming.
But when we got home they hadn't bloomed yet. Score!
I used to live in Indiana, where peonies are the state flower. After working the night shift at the hospital, I'd stop at the farmer's market and pick up huge bunches of peonies in late spring. There was a elderly man who raised peonies and would sell them for $5/dozen. I never got a chance to visit his fields (he used to raise and sell them commercially) but it must have been spectacular - acres of blooming peonies. That would be a little bit of heaven, I think.
I love their fluttery, frilly edges - peonies are such a feminine flower, don't you think? And the fragrance is unbelievable - like a rose only more delicate.
My favorite flower in the world. I big-puffy-pink-heart them so!
What's your favorite flower?