I have a vase from my grandmother that she would use for peonies every spring. It's bronze with gold accents and it reminds me of her. I can see it sitting on a dark mahogany table in the entry way of their house in Brooklyn. A house filled with lace doilies and red velvet clad furniture, and come spring, the scent of peonies. I don't know if my grandmother ever visited the Conservatory Garden in Central Park -- I do know she would have loved the way it comes alive in spring time. She would have loved the peonies.
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