Growing up I had never given much thought to what species of flower I would call my own. Its true though what they say, the older you get the more you grow into your tastes. I have learned late in life that the Peony is my absolute, hands down flower of choice. Its whimsical, yet classy and elegant all at the same time.
Sadly, I wasn’t able to get my Peony fix in this year as I missed it’s short window for prime bloom, but promises for next year I will have vase at the ready.
(image courtesy of Besotted Blog)