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The Fat Lady Sings

You are truly an awesome woman, my dear. Bless you. That really made me smile. May your peonies, and the rest of your garden bloom long and proud!

Adorable Girlfriend

Look at you with the fancy ants on your post. Now you are trying to give us envy and show off.

Is this to compete with Pinko's cute Pug pictures?

Kevin Wolf

Once I'm settled in the new place I may do a little indoor herb garden. I'm not that great with plants but one must try.


Your empty containers look something like my empty containers. Though mine are filled with mud from last spring's abortive attempt at gardening. Now one if full of water and a green gundge. I am afraid to move it, lest the water and muck make its way to my below neighbor's patio. I'm moving soon and our new front room has a big bay window with lovely large sills and gets tons of sun. Hopefully my ailing aloe will recover.


In terms of your recent downpour - I DO know that now is the critical time to STAKE your Peony plant. Not to be confused with the popular phrase STEAKING Your Peony: to Wine & Dine your plant while serenading.

Michael Bains

The ants looked so at home! I shan't mention what's in my semi-sandfilled but otherwise {cough}{cough} empty containers.

But I totally love the post!

(Peonies *definitely* don't like beer.)

To Peony:

Grow kiddo! Grow for your Blue Girl.


Most excellent ants! Yes, a tolerance for ants is required if you really want peonies.

Oh, another thing every porch needs is honeysuckle growing up one side.


Another great post! lol

You're making me jealous, though. My three peonies look rather sickly compared to your majestic specimin. I'd send pictures, but you'd laugh!

blue girl

Chrys! If I am about anything, it's laughing. Email 'em on over!

MB: Thank you for your kind are truly appreciated.

Scorpio, I must research this honeysuckle that you speak of. Sun? Shade?


blue girl must have blue delphiniums. Not difficult to grow:-)

blue girl

curtcon! I think I might have those down by Hell's Gateway. I'll check the little sign I still have down there in the morning, but I do believe I have them!



PEONIES - a Poem by Mary Oliver

This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready
to break my heart
as the sun rises,
as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers

and they open -
pools of lace,
white and pink -
and all day the black ants climb over them,

boring their deep and mysterious holes
into the curls,
craving the sweet sap,
taking it away

to their dark, underground cities -
and all day
under the shifty wind,
as in a dance to the great wedding,

the flowers bend their bright bodies,
and tip their fragrance to the air,
and rise,
their red stems holding

all that dampness and recklessness
gladly and lightly,
and there it is again -
beauty the brave, the exemplary,

blazing open.
Do you love this world?
Do you cherish your humble and silky life?
Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?

Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,
and softly,
and exclaiming of their dearness,
fill your arms with the white and pink flowers,

with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling,
their eagerness
to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are
nothing, forever?


Seeing your beautiful peony brought back a sharp and bittersweet memory. My father passed away just last year this month. We scattered his ashes in his garden, a place he loved, and near the peony he'd planted there. It was just in the midst of its bloom, and it was gorgeous. He didn't get to see the bloom last year, but I like to think he's happy there, and he'll see it soon when the flowers open.
Thank you for the memory.


And Anita -- thank YOU for sharing that wonderful peony poem. You made me smile.

blue girl

Anita, that poem was beautiful. Thanks.

Wren, I'm sorry about your father.

blue girl

Anita, that poem was beautiful. Thanks.

Wren, I'm sorry about your father.

Adorable Girlfriend

Likewise, sorry to hear about your father, Wren. The ashes in the garden was very touching.


I'm pretty sure honeysuckle grows fine in the shade. You need string or some sort of trellis for it to climb.

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