5 june 2010
Sat Jun 5, 2010
This morning when I first woke up, Elliott surprised me by asking if I wanted to grab a ferry and visit a peony farm nearby. Since I was barely awake, and the ferry was leaving 30 minutes later, we barely made it. Seconds to spare, they were actually chaining off the ferry entrance as we drove up, but they squeezed us on. Peonies are my very favorite flower – they are so fleeting, the whole season is only about 45 days long, from late April through early June. I have 5 peony plants right now, but this trip was to see a whole bunch of different varieties, and pick some roots to plant in the fall.
These pictures were all just snapped with my iPhone (you can tell which one is Hipstamatic, I’m sure…) hence the quality. Actually, the image quality is pretty awesome for a phone, but the detail isn’t quite there. Still, the colors were not enhanced at all by me. They actually are that brilliant, some of them.
We got breakfast at a cute little place on the island, that let us have our dog with on the shaded porch. Then it was back on the ferry so Elliott could make it to a diving class.
Sooo glad to be having this little spot of sunshine in an absolutely dismal late spring.
June 7th, 2010 at 4:47 am
We have a bunch of peonies, yes they are pretty when in bloom but they also attract ants, lots of ants, big f’ing ants, the sort that eat the house. (wood frame)
July 27th, 2010 at 6:37 pm
Peonies didn’t fare as well here (Indiana) this year.
Too much rain.
Oh well…we just doubled up on the hummingbird feeders, which were appreciated by moths, butterflies and, of course, hummingbirds.
August 7th, 2010 at 5:20 pm
Jesus Jane, blog much ????
Just kidding kiddo, I haven’t checked in since well before your last entry…. Did you get to see the ‘Atomic Bombshells’ burlesque shows at the MBT in April and July? I ushered at both shows,and while attendance was sparse, everyone really seemed to be having a gay old time….I do hope you all are well and life is just too darn good to fritter it away at the keyboard….Peace now, your local yokel and admirerer in B’hamlet….Kosmo