Single petaled peonies in any color, really. Irresistible. And when they’re locally grown and flawless such as these beauties, it makes my job seem a bit more like play. (Extremely exhausting but beautiful, satisfying play.) And actually, now looking back through these photos from a recent wedding, I realize that not just the peonies, but every single stem used came from a local garden–farms in Bellingham, Ferndale, Mount Vernon, Chehalis, Stanwood and Seattle–all ending up on The Corson’s Building‘s tables. Amazing food, romantic interiors, local flowers, flickering candlelight… It really doesn’t get much better.