
I have been watching these peonies during my walks through my neighborhood. Daily they change. From tight waxy buds to full blow blooms their beauty emerges. That’s how I think of harmony and being in the steam of goodness. Beauty emerges.
I have been watching these peonies during my walks through my neighborhood. Daily they change. From tight waxy buds to full blow blooms their beauty emerges. That’s how I think of harmony and being in the steam of goodness. Beauty emerges.