My darlings, the garden peonies have finally opened this morning – with blooms as big as teacup saucers, capturing the hearts of all who wander near.

Curiosity speaks through the context of their curled petals. While hope lingers upon the morning breeze.

And, serving as a reminder of what you mean to me.

Writes Oksana Rus;

“There is one secret place…it is beautiful and peaceful, where gentle water flows, and most beautiful garden grows, yet, nobody could ever go to…

You reach deep within my soul drawing out all the dreams that I hid beneath the doubt for long casting all my feelings away into the darkness and shutting all the doors. Only, somehow, they were traced and found by you…

Now we are there…here…with a quiet moment all alone to share, to surrender to each other and to see the one our eyes longed to behold….embraced by a lovely song on silver wings sent from Heaven shedding golden ribbons in herald of dawn…

There is one secret place…it is beautiful and peaceful, where gentle water flows, and most beautiful garden grows…”

My darlings, today – just for you – I offer the gift of this cherished garden bloom.

Namaste, my dearest friends <3