The fleeting season of the Peonies makes me a little sad.
It’s like that good book that sucks you into each of its pages and
you never want it to end. Or the end of that anticipated vacation approaching
too quickly and you desperately wish time would slow down.
Similarly, I wish Peonies would last forever. But as I was getting ready to
toss the tired blooms, I saw my happy ending through the lens of the camera.
I hope to see you tonight at The Inspiration Gallery.