could it be that Ranunculus is the most perfect bloom? Does it, the peonie’s step sister, deserve the spotlight? The need for a loose vase and low water is too scintillating in combination with this long lasting lover. Ranunculus season ended months ago. I’m still in mourning and still drooling over the countless portraits I took of her. These are all from the farmers’ market, save the first two images, possibly. I cheated. I cheated on Bloomies and I admit it. I’m ashamed. Not even Martha approved. But I had to. Have you ever seen such lusciousness ever in your whole life? Not even the florists of Paris can compete with my Rockridge farmers’ market ranunculus.