Our peonies in the Cape run the gamut from snow white with a splash of crimson at the heart through to a vibrant cerise. Some of the earliest bloomers are a delicate shade of pink, some with the palest yellow ruffles near the base of the frou-frou centre. Be still, oh my heart.
Most years, I snip a few bloom for the house and enjoy the heavenly fragrance while leaving the majority in situ. Not this year. I greedily snipped all of the first bloomers, leaving the secondary buds in place in the hopes of a second showing.
If there was ever a time to take your pleasures where you find them, it’s this year.
I settled on a black and white theme to showcase the pale pink.
There are six different scenes in the modern Royal Stafford transferware line; the harvest fruit border is consistent.
This one is Herdsman.
And here we have the Red Bull Inn.
Coaching Scenes has some wonderful details.
The sign for “Stoke” is a nice nod to the pottery district in England, Stoke-on-Trent.
I think Hayride is my favourite.
Three guesses why…
This one is called Monarch of the Castle.
I don’t have any of the Blacksmith’s Forge; This pic is from the Replacements’ website.
Though normally I’d think of black and white as more of a cold-weather colourway, I liked how it paired with the delicate peonies.
The water glasses are Arabella, in pink, by Juliska. I don’t think they really took off, as they were quickly discontinued, and I picked these up on one of their warehouse sales. The whole Arabella line has been axed, it seems. Too bad—the swirl effect is delectable.
I do so adore peonies. Perhaps because they are only available for a short while each year—there is no “I’ll pick some up later”. They really are use it or lose it.
Clementine was very curious about what I could possibly be doing with the table. Why was no food forthcoming? Could I please hurry up and bring FOOD.
All in good time, oh fuzzy one. We are drinking in the beauty right now.
And that’s a wrap.
Bye for now!