Friday, May 30, 2014
Old Farmer's Almanac was full of such passion? But when the subject is peonies, it's natural that poetry would follow. There's even a quote by Henry Mitchell, who calls them "the fattest and most scrumptious of all flowers, a rare fusion of fluff and majesty." I didn't know that the peony was named after Paeon, Greek god of medicine and healing. Or that Renoir painted them in lush profusion. Wishing you peonies to ponder as May drifts softly into June. Whole armfuls of them.