Project 365 - Peonies

Out in my front yard is a stand of peonies.  There is nothing fancy about them.  No bright colors.  No hybridized versions of an heirloom.  Somethings just can not be improved on.

The first out are the white blooms.  Fluffy and clean with a peek of pink in the center.  They smell divine.  A soft rose-like fragrance that travels on a spring evening breeze.

And as they fade, they are replaced by pops of pink. Mop top fun. Their fragrance is subtle but spicy.  A little wink.

I did not plant these beauties. They are 70 years old or more.
I simply put them to bed every fall and wait on bated breath for their return every spring.