Last year I was in Utah when the peonies bloomed. As much as I love going to see my family there, I did miss the annual pink event here. These plants all came from ONE plant 18 years ago. That ONE plant was dug up by my late husband, Bobby. He got it from our neighbor who had had these same peonies for 50 years. When I moved here to Steve’s house in 1999, it is the only thing I transplanted from Bobby’s and my house. They keep getting bigger and stronger every year.
And not quite as perfect, but the wild blackberries at the edge of the yard are in bloom. I liked the variety of textures in this photo.