I love love peonies.
A peony can be a romantic shade or a bright color. And a perfect peony is full.
So if I think about it those are all things that I would wish for myself (and my kids).
All of those things to a degree. I would love to be thought of as a romantic – I am often a dreamer – that is different, I understand but for the darn flower sake, and the fact that it is my blog, I say it is the same. There. done. I just made a executive decision…only one of the day 😉
Bright – I want to go out in my life and have people think of me as bright. NOW, I know that some of you will say – mmm she thinks or wants to be smart? No-no, I know who I am. I can be smart. I more often am a Smart Ass. What I mean is BRIGHT. Like if I was gone, I would be missed. Someone that can make someone’s dAy brighter. Just bright.
Full – yep. I like this quality too, to a degree. I tend to be full, mostly because I have no will power and eat too much. Beyond just the belly full type, I desire to be full. FULL of life, FULL of promise. FULL of day dreams. just full – each day. This is one to work on, daily.
So as the month changes further into a winter one – I will be pretending each day that I might just come across a fresh peony and can live up to it. As it does for me.
Until then. I will be having another glass of wine. Why not accomplish one part of something – Full.