Killing me for years now

This is a field about a block away from my house. I drive by it everyday. It belongs to a "farmer" that has fields all across the neighborhood. ( I think in France, the land is leased for agricultural purposes) This man grows strawberries, amenomies...lots of stuff. He has 2 Malinois that roam various fields, terrorizing people walking dogs.It used to be a couple that ran it, brother and sister. My neighbors all hate each other but they especially despised these two. The sister was not nice at all and the neighbors hated her...she recently died of C...and now he is alone. I feel bad for him, but he has his work...double the amount now. He is always working. Yesterday he had a bonfire going and I am sure it was olive branches. They have a certain smell that I like.. In the photos you see the frames for tented greenhouses. Most of the fields are covered with the white tents...this field is let go..

Here, you see the blue borage that grows wild everywhere . ...it's mixed in with PEONIES!!!!!!A million peonies. I believe that in France, this is the way they grow them...just in a wild field. I've seen other garden places do the same, maybe not to this extent of wildness. 

I have lived here for many years now and am always watching this field but, I don't know what happens to them..does he go in and cut them for sale? I wish I could get in there. I would be very delicate. I've never seen a whole field ablaze with blooming peonies...I think I would remember.

I love peonies. My mother had a peony bush in the front of the house. It was a dark pink and lovely. I loved that peony and loved to watch it bloom. It was always covered in ants...big long ants. I vaguely remember something about their being a sweetness to the flower that drew the ants. My mother didn't bring them inside due to the ants.

She also had an "American Beauty Rose bush which , maybe, my grandfather had given her. ( She was very attached to this rose bush.) She also had irises on the shady side of the house ( The Cohoes side.) She liked annuals. I can get behind marigolds but I always hated the impatients ...still do.