Peonies are, hands-down, my favorite flowers. Someday I'm going to have the biggest peony garden you've ever seen (watch out, Martha Stewart). And every time I see a peony I think of my grandma, who planted her peonies when she built her house 30+ years ago, and they are so beautiful. Anyway, while I try to live in the moment, I know I'll never get this time back, I feel like I spend so much time dreaming of the day when I'll be able to have a beautiful garden. But in the meantime, I'm trying to remember that I can make a beautiful garden for myself here, just in a different way:
"Little deeds of kindness,
Little words of love
Make our earth an Eden,
Like the heavens above."
I'm trying. I'm trying.
Incidentally, did you know that people in Utah pronounce the flower's name Pee-O-nee, while everyone else says PEE-a-nee? After 25 years in the Utah way, I've converted, much to the chagrin of my family. How do you pronounce it?