My favourite flower, hands down, is the peony. I love how gorgeously blowsy they are, how they bloom with such abandon they need help to stay upright. They give me all the pleasure of an impressionist still life with no artist required. And they make me think of my of my grandmother who grew them in her West Vancouver garden.
Usually it feels like I don't have enough time to appreciate them while they are blooming - after all, June is the second busiest month for a teacher, after September. Now in my post-teaching life, I have had more time to enjoy the peonies in the garden this year - but still not enough time, since they don't last very long. But that makes them even more special.