yI know, I complained about them last spring in “Double, Double, Toil and Trouble.”
Maybe they have changed…or I have changed.
My plan was to cut some of each type of flower to bring into the house.
My mother was coming. She cannot walk the gardens anymore,
so I wanted her to see the blooms up close by bringing them in.
I have those eleven vases, you see.
My daughter and I went shopping on Friday evening. A violent storm hit while we were away.
Hundreds of my flowers were beaten down by the rain and wind.
Instead of cutting flowers for my vases on Saturday morning, I was cutting them to clean up.
By Saturday evening, only a few iris were left. There were a few Columbine stems.
The only flowers worth their weight were those double peonies.
The very one that I complained about staking last spring.
Bowed, but held in the storm.
They filled one vase the iris another and that was enough.
Sometimes it takes just the right flower.
Not the large number, just a few.
Worth their weight in gold when you need them.
My apologies to my new friend the Duchess de Nemours Peony.