As the peony season comes to a close here in the Pacific Northwest (only scattered buckets here and there remain at the Market), I am taking every chance possible to have them at home and the shops. Such ruffly bundles of pure goodness. I have a particular fondness for white peonies. Something about the simplicity of them. Sort of similar to my love of black & white photography. There is just a pureness to it. Not totally finding the right words to describe it at this early moment in the morning. I guess I just like how I feel when surrounded by them. Like all is right in the world at that moment. Enjoy these gems as much as we have this week.