I will admit to being an unabashed peony lover. I grew up in a household that was not big on gardening or formal flower beds. But, the one thing we did have was boatloads of the deepest, most vibrantly fuchsia peonies you’ve ever seen.
Our partly sunny location at home made me think, for a time, that it would be far too hot and ruthlessly sunny to grow them at my own home.
I’m ever so delighted to realize I was wrong.
My mom brought out six divisions of the peony I grew up with to live at our house. We planted them up late last summer and hoped they wouldn’t shrivel up and wither away.
This year 2 of the 6 have bloomed and have done so with surprising vigor. I cannot wait for the rest to grow stronger, bigger and put on an even better show next year!
About 2 years ago I got wooed into buying a peony, ‘Ann Berry Cousins’ at a local Garden Club plant sale because it was a glorious coral colored, single specimen peony. I didn’t know where I was going to put it, but I knew it was coming home with me.
She finally bloomed for me this year and I couldn’t be disappointed in my choice if I tried.
Isn’t’ she lovely?
The Golden Mockorange (Philadelphus coronarius ‘Aureus’) we planted last year is flowering now and the scent is heavenly. Its leaves are just the right shade of lime green to be both bright and interesting but not garish.
The Fig and The Orange are delighted to be outside and are romping away at a pace that I’ve yet to see. I do believe we will get our first figs this year, a welcome reward for toting these plants along with us from South Dakota. And at this rate, we will certainly harvest more than the two oranges we got last year. There is much to be said for real sunshine and rainwater!
Speaking of rainwater, this was the scene outside the garage door this morning. 6:30am, the outdoor lights had all turned back on and the volume of rain was, well, large. Better rain than drought though, right?