Spotted: The First Peonies of the Year
I took this picture two weeks ago and have been waiting for the right time to bust it out here. Maybe when I didn’t have anything to say I could just plop this in, or when I’d taken a truly unfortunate-looking picture of something that was actually delicious I could just show you some pretty peonies instead. You wanted to see pasta and peas? Here are some pretty flowers instead! Well, today’s the day. Not because of any reason I might have anticipated, but because if I wait any longer their sight might not be such cause for excitement: they’ll be everywhere.
Last night I had a celebratory “Yay it’s Thursday!” glass of rosé at a wine bar that always makes life feel pretty and refined, in the most relaxed way possible. The windows were open onto the sidewalk and the back door was propped wide, too, so I could get a catch of the breeze and a peek at the white lights out on the patio. In front of me, standing tall in a slim-necked bottle, were two blooming fuchsia peonies. They are so lush, their petals so wildly overabundant and feminine, like messy pink butter cream on a layer cake or a frothy bell-shaped dress on its way to the ball. Really, how can that ever not be cause for excitement?
So I give you peonies today, because it is Friday, because the sun is shining here and because there’s no reason to hold off remembering the night I look this picture. I was leaving an evening appointment, and delighted to spill out onto a sidewalk still flooded with light, just a few blocks south of Union Square. Outside a bodega, where in the past six months they have set out white buckets of holly boughs, long arms of yellow forsythia, and then bunches of lilacs, they now had peonies, some of their heads still tightly furled. I stopped then and did something I want to remember: I interrupted my march home, pulled out my camera, and snapped a picture. Who would want to forget a spring moment so sweet and so full of promise?
Happy weekend to you all! I hope it’s filled with many such delights!