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Undone by Peonies

May 8, 2014

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“It is the month of peonies — the week, the day, the hour of peonies.  In late March their red asparagus-like shoots began to push toward the intensely blue spring sky with its scudding clouds.  Through April and May the stalks gained height and turned green; buds formed and swelled tantalizingly.  Ants crawled over the veined globes with gathering excitement, and now, at last, comes the hot day after a warm rain when the flowers open.  And we are blessed, we are undone by them.”
— Jane Kenyon, “The Moment of Peonies,” Yankee, June 1991

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Pink tree peonies

Blowsy bloom with its petticoat of petals

“It always seemed to me that the herbaceous peony is the very epitome of June.  Larger than any rose, it has something of the cabbage rose’s voluminous quality; and when it finally drops from the vase, it sheds its petticoat with a bump on the table, all in an intact heap, much as a rose will suddenly fall, making us look up from our book or conversation, to notice for one moment the death of what had still appeared to be a living beauty.”
— Vita Sackville-West

Watercolor sketch of tree peony