One of the final peonies to bloom is this exquisite almost-pure white variety which comes with the most intoxicating perfume of all the peonies we grow. It is always worth the wait, even if some years result in photographic peony fatigue. That wasn’t the case this year, as most of the bloom happened when we were away in Maine (the only drawback of a Memorial Day weekend vacation). And for the peony, I have always made room and time for moments of appreciation and gratitude.
As with many white flowers often ridiculously dismissed for their simple color, the fragrance is an additional note in their symphony of beauty. When seen with a few raindrops from an afternoon shower, the effect is even more enchanting. While we begin our documented trail of peony blooms with these lovely white blooms, they actually began with the more common hot pink variety, which is to come in all its glory. Stay tuned…
