12 years ago I found myself in the hospital battling some unknown virus. On my sixth day of hospitalization, a friend brought beautiful pink peonies to me. I was quite ill.
I remember focusing on these flowers and promising myself, that one day, when I was healed, I would grow this beautiful flower in my yard. Their beauty gave me strength and helped to dissipate the doldrums of being confined to a hospital bed.
Finally, after seven years of unsuccessfully trying to grow them in my backyard, the first of hopefully many peony blossoms are opening up.
This is the first one.