oil on linen, 10x20"
Several years ago, three
tiny peony plants appeared in my yard. I did not plant them and had no idea
where they came from, but they decided they liked the place and grew
happily since then.
The thing I learned (yes, the hard way) that once I
start taking care of my plants, they dwindle and eventually die. Not
that I'm doing something stupid, wrong or eccentric... But it just
happens. So this time, I tried very hard to pretend that I did not notice
the newcomers. And boy, they were so grateful!
I now have gorgeous pink
flowers every June. The only problem is it usually rains here for days and
days right at the time they bloom. The huge flowers become so soggy and
heavy that the stems can't support them. I wait till they can't stand
it anymore, cut them, put them in a vase and paint them.
So here is my
annual painting of pink peonies.
