a shelf of one’s own

The flowering going on around here has been due to the gramma, who inspired the whole thing with a giant bonquet of peonies. OMG. Do you know HOW GOOD these smell? I wish I had smell-o-vision, just so I could recapture the smell of them for myself.

Have you given up yet? Have you come to see that indeed these flowers are mine? And are still alive? And in one place?

Where o where could I have put them, if they are still catchen free?

Here’s a better picture. Figured it out yet? Where are these flowers? One month and the boys still haven’t destroyed my plants. I call that a WIN.

No? Here’s a hint…. You’ve seen this window before.