I spotted my first peony yesterday, and lucky for me, it’s in my neighbour’s front garden which means I get to visit it daily. In a few days, it will have multiplied, and I’ll be greeted by five or six giant pink blooms every morning. In ten days or so, I’ll make my annual pilgrimage to Sussex & Brunswick to gush over the peonies –– white ones, pink ones, plum ones –– planted around this little red brick corner house. I’ll take a million and one photos of the same watermelon pink beauty and send the prettiest ones to all my peony loving pals. And finally, I’ll walk over to my local florist –– my first visit in months –– and buy an enormous bunch of coral peonies for our home. Within days, they’ll be floppy and faint, petals dropping everywhere, but boy, are they worth it.