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Falling in Love

Waiting with eager anticipation, I walk through my yard daily this time of year.  One of the things that I monitor is the blooms on my Peony plants. 
We lived in Minnesota in the late 1980's and the house we rented had peony plants.  When we moved in, they were just starting to bloom.  

I fell in love.

We left that home, moved to Kansas for a while and then moved to the east coast of Virginia.  Everything I read told me that I would not be able to grow Peonies in that state.  I ordered some and planted them anyway.  The second year that they were in the ground, and before they ever bloomed, we found out we were moving to Texas.
Everything I read told me I certainly could not grow Peonies in Texas.
I dug them out of that yard in Virginia and brought them with me to Texas.
That was almost nine years ago.

They bloomed this week.

They have bloomed every year, except the year of their transplant.

I always pick the first blooms and bring them into my house and 
I fall in love.







Comments

Mary Ann said…
Beautiful, beautiful.
pam said…
They are beautiful flowers. I'm glad you didn't buy into their theory that they wouldn't grow for you. I often buck tradition and try new plants once to see if they will work.

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