Consistent spring-like weather has arrived at last here in northern Illinois. So we took the opportunity late this afternoon to visit Volkening Heritage Farm, an open-air museum with structures dating from the 1880s. It’s part of the larger (135-acre) Spring Valley.

Spin the wheel of time back – not that long, really – and German immigrant farmers put this part of Illinois, the future northwestern suburbs, to prosperous use. The open-air museum of our time echoes that previous time. Not in each detail, but the facsimile is pretty good. There’s a vegetable and flower garden —

— and farm animals. Chickens, for example.

The windmill is missing. Has been for some years now, but I know it was there in 2012.

We noticed peonies near the farm buildings.

That meant that Spring Valley’s former peony farm, about a 10-minute walk from the former German farm, was abloom with peonies. Like cherry blossoms in other places and other contexts, they don’t last long. Some years we miss them all together, partly because the blooming isn’t quite fixed. One year, for instance, I visited on my early June birthday once and found an embarrassment of peonies. Other years, they are earlier. This is an early year.

So we walked some of Spring Valley’s various trails, themselves flush with spring green, toward the peony field.

Across one of Spring Valley’s creeks, still vigorous from the heavy late-night rain a few days ago.

The peony field.

The blooms.

Digit cameras make astonishing images sometimes, but still pale compared to the eye view.