Ah, the peony. It’s such a romantic flower, with delicate petals, layer upon layer, the pastel ones like a ballerina tutu, the bright ones like a flamenco dress. Yesterday three beautiful pink peonies were given to me by Husbter and the Kiddo. Today, I squeezed in a moment between scarfing down my peanut putter and fresh peach-jam sandwich (ah, such a luxurious lunch!) and laundry to take in the flowers’ beauty.