The One June Task That Keeps Minnesota Peonies Blooming Year After Year
Your hands are elbow-deep in Minnesota soil when you finally smell it. That perfume hits sharp and sweet, almost medicinal, nothing like a candle claims. Petals brush your forearm, cool and impossibly soft. You planted these yourself, three years ago, half-convinced they would struggle. They did not struggle. They absolutely did not struggle. Now you…

