Heaven help me. Peonies.

[saffronhare]

They're everywhere -- in my neighborhood, along the trails where I walk, and even on ursulav's journal. And I love them so. My adoration of their PINKNESS and their scent and the amazing ruffulous petals is so unbearably romantic. Much to my husband's dismay, I want to fill my garden with all sorts of floweriness: peonies (no! double peonies!)...hydrangeas...even daisies...you name it.

::le sigh::

Somebody bring me my floppy hat and a pair of polka-dotted garden gloves. I am undone.

Comments

Oh, you're gonna make me blush now.

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

You too, dear. I keep forgettting to comment on your new home adventures! Can't wait to see the new pics and hear about your nesting.

XO

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

Amazingly, I hate peonies. I think it's all the ants, or the sheer frivolousness of them (the aforementioned pounded-to-death-in-a-rain-shower structural integrity), etc. I dunno; I'd prefer a good tiger lily, or rose bush, or purple lilac...

Okay, maybe it's not THAT amazing... glad you're enjoying them though.

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

That's quite all right. All your peonies are belong to me! (Wow. A typo in there could be real awkward.)

*snerk*

[fionnabhar.livejournal.com]

Apropos of nothing, today's word was ABREAST.

Re: *snerk*

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Bee-you-tea-full.

[opaljax.livejournal.com]

I also love peonies. Next year, when I have more money (right) I will get a whole bunch of pink peonies for the yard. Until then, I will enjoy them in other people's yards, and stop and smell them. They smell so wonderful.