It seems like magic in the spring when the peonies start to burst forth and transition from tiny buds to beautiful blooms while producing an intoxicating fragrance. I shake the ants off, cut some blooms, and bring them inside to enjoy. I can’t help myself.
Yes, as I sit here the day after Thanksgiving in the land of brown awaiting the season of white, I’m very definitely dreaming about the color of spring and summer. 🙂
I readily admit that is my favorite time of the year – gardening, camping, and day trip season up and down the New England coast. So, what season of the year causes your pulse to quicken?
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