They're pink, they're frilly, and they're absolutely fabulous. Sometimes they remind me of a 1950's prom dress, full and frothy. This is the first year I have cut my peonies and brought them inside. We had a few days of heavy rain, and I had not staked or supported them, so they were basically in the mud. I have always hated to pilfer the garden to adorn the house, but flattened flowers do not a garden make. So, I cut them, brought them inside, and had a week of wonderful blooms. What more can a girl ask?
I'm actually glad I brought them inside, because we had a humdinger of a storm last night. It started with some thunder, then got very windy. I was sitting near a window, and got a little nervous about the prospect of a blowing branch breaking the window. This is totally unlike me, as I normally love to sit and watch a storm coming. But it was WINDY. We later heard that this particular storm had associated wind gusts of up to 70 mph. Yikes.
Then came the rain. Yes, it was very welcome after a day of 100+ temperatures. Strikes of lightning lit up the night sky. I tried to take some pictures, but it couldn't be done through the window, and when I tried to take some at the open French doors, I merely got soaked.
It was over in about 15 minutes, but the temperature must have dropped 20 degrees, and the air felt cleansed. I love a good storm. How about you?