A friend of mine's very southern grandmother said it with such a soft NC accent so that it came out almost peh'nee Only a slight uh between the syllables. She had such a lovely voice and accent.
Spike: Taking up smoking, are you? Harmony: I am a villain, Spike. Hello!
Spike/Harm ,'Help'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
sarameg - Jun 10, 2009 3:22:31 pm PDT #23633 of 30000
Ginger - Jun 10, 2009 3:26:52 pm PDT #23634 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I've only ever heard PEE-uh-nee, but I have one friend who insists that it's pee-OH-nee.
I say the former but my grandmother and other older people from the rural south often use the latter.
That's a lovely peony. You should cherish it. The old fashioned ones are getting harder to find. Strictly speaking, peonies attract aphids because they have a sweetish liquid that oozes from their buds. The ants "herd" the aphids and eat the honeydew the aphids produce.
sarameg - Jun 10, 2009 3:28:50 pm PDT #23635 of 30000
I'd like to have one of those out front. But getting anything that isn't already established to grow out there will be a challenge. It's fricking brick clay.
Fun lightening and thunder outside right now.
brenda m - Jun 10, 2009 3:29:13 pm PDT #23636 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I learned the ant thing the hard way after I spotted them all over the buds in the garden and flipped and knocked them all off and my mom kicked my ass. I think it has something to do with the buds being too tight to open properly without the ant traffic.
shrift - Jun 10, 2009 3:32:35 pm PDT #23637 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I spent half the day at the Greater Chicago Food Depository slinging boxes of canned chili and sardine tins. I'm tired. Tiiiiired.
My tiny green shuffle finally arrived this morning. It needs a name. Ideas?
Amy - Jun 10, 2009 3:37:12 pm PDT #23638 of 30000
Because books.
My tiny green shuffle finally arrived this morning.
Marvin. As in, the Martian.
Barb - Jun 10, 2009 3:38:27 pm PDT #23639 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Marvin. As in, the Martian.
YES!
(My purple Nano is Gambit.)
Dana - Jun 10, 2009 3:39:33 pm PDT #23640 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Kermit?
Juliebird - Jun 10, 2009 3:41:52 pm PDT #23641 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
always understood it to be that the ants were attracted to the waxy coating of a peony bud (must be sweet) and in eating the wax, allow the bud to be released and open.
Liese S. - Jun 10, 2009 3:47:08 pm PDT #23642 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yay, peonies! They were among the flowers I didn't quite get in the ground last season. But this season for sures!
I don't remember what song was my first slow dance, but I definitely remember what boy. It was my smart buddy (who also happened to be athletic and popular, for whatever reason at that school the smart kids didn't get alienated) and my awesome girlfriend was all, "Hey, you're not going out with anyone, right? And she's not going out with anyone, so why don't you dance?" Neither of us would have done so otherwise. Not that sweet sweet romance ensued or anything, but it was a nice moment. Then he started dating the girl who he would continue to date through all of middle school and high school and....facebook tells me did not marry. Huh.