There is only one thing bloggers love more than French sailor shirts: peonies (see, §4.8 Approved Flora and Fauna). For the last two weeks, I have seen one post after another of what is, undoubtedly, a beautiful, ruffly, heady scented flower. Shrub? Bush? I have no idea. The closest I can come to a peony in my part of southern California is to pay $5.00 at Trader Joe’s for five brown-spotted pink heads that rarely open.
As lovely as a peony is, might I direct the attention of the blogosphere to the other side of the United States and its friend, the Jacaranda tree? Okay, Florida has them, too. So does South Africa and Australia. But, until a blogger from another state or country jumps in with me, I’m claiming them for my own.
As well I should. They line our streets.
And shade our homes.
Some better than others.
They dot the horizon.
And drip from the sky.
The are very, very beautiful, especially en masse as they are where I live. They come in various shapes and sizes, but almost everyone agrees on one thing. The best Jacaranda tree has to be the one in your neighbor’s yard.
Because, truthfully? They shed like mofos.