yesterday the flower man by tranquil space had peonies and i squealed, “omg, you have peonies today!” almost gave the man a hug. he was taken aback as i pulled two bunches to my chest and thanked him repeatedly.
there is something so beautiful about peonies. so many petals are pulled tight into a little bud and then before you know it, poof, you have a bouquet of bursting beauty on your hands.
a beautiful metaphor for life.
with a little sunshine, water, and lots of love, it’s impressive what can bloom.
bisous. x
