And now the herbaceous peonies have their moment . . . I don't mind picking them as otherwise they flop to the ground. Some year perhaps, I'll organize some kind of support for them -- or not.
I can think of no prettier container for these blowsy beauties than a blue canning jar -- despite the fact that using canning jars as part of the décor has been declared 'so yesterday' -along with shabby chic.
Too bad. We were shabby chic before it was a thing and as long as we live with dogs and cats and we track in the outdoors, we'll always be shabby. Whether or not we're chic is a matter of opinion.