Peony is a Funny Word

We got a tip that differently colored peonies smelled differently, so we found out for ourselves!

My beautiful girlfriend and I took the boys to Winterthur to explore. We spent a lot of time with our faces in flowers. Sweet, sour, musky, stanky, subtle, strong…they were all unique. Westen joked that we were pollinators and I’m still sneezing.

The later time slot and iffy forecast gave us near-exclusive access to the gardens. We spotted a fox, bluebirds, swifts, a toad, koi, the reddest cardinal, crane fly or dragonfly molts, a blue heron, dining vultures, and the wonder we always experience at Winterthur.

God bless, thank you, I appreciate you,

Jason