Every spring in lovely Southern California, the Trader Joes markets sell bunches of peonies for $6.99. It’s a monumental occasion for us because, otherwise, the billowy flowers are almost impossible to find here. This year, they seemed larger and more vibrant than usual.
I’ve always thought of myself as a rose girl, but maybe peonies are more beautiful?
A rose will always be a rose, but a peony is like the full moon in flower form,
even if they do smell like cabbage.