We work so hard on our gardens, and I swear it hardly ever seems to make a dent. This Spring it seemed like we were finally making some progress. When I first took these pictures I was so excited. The peonies has literally dozens of buds, the trees had sprouted minuscule fruits, and the house was surrounded by the sweet smell of wisteria.
Weeks later preparing this post, I realize it’s made up of equal parts regret and humble brags. There was a time I would go out every single morning and count the number of peonies we had growing this year. We had ten plants, and it looked like NINE of them would produce blooms. Last year nothing bloomed, the year before we got maybe six flowers, but this year I counted as many as sixty-five!!
As it turns out, a watched garden doesn’t bloom until you leave town. Especially if you’re traveling overseas while the temperature is in the nineties causing ALL of your peonies to bloom while you’re gone. A scant few came out before our trip, and a few more were still decent when we came back.
Although I’m a little sad we missed the entire week-long peony season at our house, I’m hopeful for even more next year. Eric has promised me we won’t travel at the beginning of May again, but honestly I think seeing Ireland more than made up for it. These pictures are mostly from before our trip during my overly eager “Peony Watch of 2018”. I don’t think of it as “what I missed”, as much as “what might have been”. Oh well, there’s always next year!
First rose buds!
Our snowball bush, we look forward to it each year!
Dahlias peeking out of the ground!
Tiny cherries on the cherry tree!
We have purple and white wisteria, the white is our favorite!
Little apples growing in the backyard.
Baby pears growing in the front yard!
And lastly, my purple spider peonies, that only ones that bloomed while we were at home.