There is a Peony bush at the farm.
A peony bush. In Arkansas.
This is not common.
It is totally unexpected.
And beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
I got a cold this weekend. I spent most of the weekend in bed under my fluffy down comforter with my sleep mask securely in place, snoozing away. Sleep is the only way I heal. Some people need to power through, I need rest. Rest and liquids. Lots of both.
I have to admit, I sorda liked the reprieve from my to-do list.
I now spend a chunk of my days at work in what we call “The Book Room.” Sort of a small lending library, partially a resource room for teachers. I found this vase/jug and thought it would be the perfect thing to hold fresh flowers in. I think it rounds out my little unexpected desk-set nicely, don’t you?