In the picture, as if in the arms of the morning light, pink peonies open up — their petals, soft and velvety, as if they had absorbed the first rays of the rising sun. ????????
Each bud is a small universe where the shades of dawn shimmer: from pale pink to deep, almost crimson, interspersed with gold, like sunbeams playing among flowers.
The light pouring from above envelops them in a warm glow, creating a play of shadows and highlights that enlivens the canvas, filling it with the breath of summer.
The background, blurred and soft like fog, sets off the brightness of the peonies, making them the main characters