“And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of May, And touched the nodding peony flowers to bid them waken.” Siegfried Sassoon


“And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of May, And touched the nodding peony flowers to bid them waken.” Siegfried Sassoon
Lynn H. writes, “Finally a bloom from Rockville!”
“A white flower grows in the quietness…” Rumi
From Brenda G…..”Made this as a gift to a good friend. I was inspired because, finally, a peony bloomed – not the prettiest, but delighted it bloomed. On the backside are roses – and on each side are iris, coral honeysuckle, lavender, and boxwood from my garden.”
“In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish’d dove; In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson