I love a golden throat, particularly when it’s surrounded by this beautiful peach color. This entire rose blossom is the artistic embodiment of a peach – soft and warm, with an inner heart that practically glows. That’s one of the most magical things about gardening for me – the subtle but distinct shading variations, and the way they continue to develop and change as the life of a bloom completes its cycle.
My only tree peony – a spicy tea-scented beauty – offers a similarly-thrilling ride as it grows from the size of a baseball to the size of a dinner plate, delicately burning a heart of red as the edges of the petals bleed a bit too.
