I'm so convulsed with laughter over coincidence I can barely type. Our yards-long collection of peony bushes on one street-side of our property are coming into bloom. Last night, I had to have a conversation with my son about the importance of correctly pronouncing the word "peonies," especially in context of yelling to passersby, "Look at the wonderful [peonies] growing over here!"
Now I can't even read the word "peony," even in the context of this fine post, without darn near, well, peeing myself.
LOL reader_iam! I've been having a similar problem recently with my son who brought back a huge stick from a recent hike. He likes to announce to all our neighbors that he has a big stick. Unfortunately, st sounds like d coming out of his young mouth.
I love wildish gardens like this. I find them so much more beautiful than neatly arranged rows of pruned plants.
I hope those are boughten lady slippers, and not stolen from some National Forest up north. I know you can buy them from, say, White Flower Farm for >$100
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I'm so convulsed with laughter over coincidence I can barely type. Our yards-long collection of peony bushes on one street-side of our property are coming into bloom. Last night, I had to have a conversation with my son about the importance of correctly pronouncing the word "peonies," especially in context of yelling to passersby, "Look at the wonderful [peonies] growing over here!"
Now I can't even read the word "peony," even in the context of this fine post, without darn near, well, peeing myself.
Sorry for the crudity.
I also have and adore peonies.
Re pronunciation: One might also wish to avoid saying ‘peanuts’ at happy hour or ‘pianists’ after a Chablis or two at the symphony intermission.
If you just say pee-OH-nees that problem is solved.
LOL reader_iam! I've been having a similar problem recently with my son who brought back a huge stick from a recent hike. He likes to announce to all our neighbors that he has a big stick. Unfortunately, st sounds like d coming out of his young mouth.
I love wildish gardens like this. I find them so much more beautiful than neatly arranged rows of pruned plants.
Jennifer: They do start young, don't they?
; )
I hope those are boughten lady slippers, and not stolen from some National Forest up north. I know you can buy them from, say, White Flower Farm for >$100
They were bought and very expensive.
A tree peony opera?
My mom has a clump of slipper orchids that she's very proud of.
They *weren't* purchased, but were growing wild on the property they bought. She didn't move them either.
I stuck last year's picture up on my blog so I can show them off.
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