Oh my, look at these beautiful, stunning, ballerina like flowers. Paper white peony, burst from the pointy buds I posted a picture of only a couple of weeks ago. Bliss. Please please don't let it rain too soon - it destroys them. For the first time in 15 years there is a vague hint of pink inside the flowers. Interesting because we (OK, Mr Dunnit) plonked a traditional tight pink flowered peony on top of this one when we moved in 15 years ago. The different leaves and stems meant we had no clue as to the nature of this plant - it still stuns us. The interesting thing is that the two plants have really become one and in about 5 weeks we'll have a pink display. Lucky, huh! I wonder if the pink flowers will have a hint of white about them this year. This late afternoon sunshine is the best thing about today. It's been warm but very grey and dull and has totally matched my mood; I think I must be tired - the odd hours that I've done as a returner to work have thrown me and I can't seem to catch up. Pathetic huh! I've been at home more than out today and still don't seem to have got much done, and I am a girl (by gender, if not age) that likes to achieve something. I may be a skilled procrastinator, but it doesn't matter if the things that get ticked off the list are months overdue, huh! Anyway, enough whingeing; I'm sure my stamina will be restored and a new routine will be a good thing. Meanwhile, I'm off to sit in that elusive sun with a cup of tea. No point starting anything else now!