I don’t know what happened. This year, I missed the buds before they opened. I didn’t even notice them opened until this morning, and they were just as they are now. I’ll bet they have been blooms for a few days. With my early mornings and long days, I guess I don’t take notice of the beauty around me.
These peonies are the only living color I have in my yard. I don’t garden. I. Don’t. Like. To. Garden. (I’m sorry). I love the beauty, just not the work. With these, I don’t do a thing, except clip off the heads when the wind or rain gets them and they die. At the end of the season, we cut them down to the ground. Sad. So. Sad.
So, until it rains (which it will, sure as the sun rises and sets), I will do my best to enjoy these beauties. The only reason they thrive is because I am not capable of killing them off. Thank God for small favors!