In beakers, in a vintage lime-limned planter, on my kitchen sill.
This makes my heart sing.
Because there's no flower like the peony,
and no leaf like the hand-painted hosta,
and these are the last peonies of the season.
Place something beautiful above your sink,
and the daily chores that march through this space
will be brushed with beauty as well.
Have a lovely weekend, my friends.