You may have noticed there’s been a theme to my posts the past few days. I’ve been thinking, and writing, about various flowers and plants I’d like to have at the Manse, some of which would replicate pretty things that were there when I was a kid. Last on the list – for now, at least – is peonies.
There used to be a peony bush in a shady corner at the front of the house, beside the stairs to the “official” front entrance (that no one ever used). The flowers were, as I recall, a deep, beautiful red. Really gorgeous to look at, but here’s the thing about peonies – at least in my limited experience: they’re always crawling with ants. What’s the deal with that, anyway? Is there a way to lose the ants short of nasty pesticides? Or are the ants there for such a virtuous purpose that they should be left alone to do whatever it is they’re doing?
I do not exactly have my finger on the pulse of cultural trends in the floral area, but I gather that old-fashioned peonies are rather trendy again. You see them in bridal bouquets and in festive arrangements at tony events. And they always look lovely.
But doesn’t anybody worry about the ants?