The months of May and June see rank upon rank of the Peonies drumstick heads waiting the knife's sharp blade. Waving and warming laconically in the hot breeze that blows in over the shoulders of snow covered volcanoes.
Red heads first and then come the corals, pinks and whites ...all set to explode for you in bomb like bursts of brilliance.
Now don't go missing them ...as a year is an awfully long time to await their next arrival.
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