
This is the one week of the year my fence looks beautiful.
People walking by stop.
Just the scent is enough to stop you.
This is the country cousin of jasmine, the one that survives our winter.
But the scent is pure jasmine.

I never tire of it.
Now meet the undeniable queen of my garden:

The pink peony.
She rules alright.
I never have the heart to cut any to put in a vase.
I think I need to buy a couple more and then I'll be able to enjoy them indoors as well.
I did buy some new perennials yesterday, so a-planting-I-will-go very soon.
















































