peony splendour

Sunday, June 29, 2008

still life with peonies

Freshness trembles beneath the surface of everyday,
a joy to all who catch its opal light beneath the dust of habit

Freya Stark - British travel writer 1893-1993

I found this lovely quote in this book. A book kindly sent to me by Anya and a book that's chock full of simple goodness. More photography crack/cocaine - from my dwindling stash of Polaroid film. I took 8 (out of the 10 in a pack) shots yesterday. 6 of this bouquet of peony splendour (the other 2 of my girl Winnie basking in a patch of sunlight). And oh the scent of peony's, much like roses, heady and wonderful. I have three different colours in my gardens. The palest pink - practically white, a deep rose magenta pink and the perfect middle, baby girl, pink. This lime green pitcher (although it looks more chartreuse in these photos) was purchased yesterday, along with a pale yellow scalloped mixing bowl with a cream interior, at a village yard sale. I know my friend Willow will approve of both these vintage finds.


  1. Oh, yes, I do approve! Very nice find, Susan. Love, love, love the quote!! :)

  2. Yes, I love the quote too. That is one to remember!

  3. Hey, I just noticed you have a 'Susan Black Design' link on your profile I hadn't noticed before. Is that new with now posts or old and being taken down?! I know many of us would enjoy seeing more of your work.

  4. I adore peonies. They are the most voluptuous, luscious, sensual, over the top flower in existence.

    I am so glad you are enjoying the book. I like that quote too. "Tremble" is one of my favorite words.


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