Located in my front yard, covering up the electrical box for the septic system, is a bed of peonies. I have collected these gorgeous flowers from various places, including saving some from an old farmstead that were doomed due to a road expansion project.
Some of the plants even descend from a plant that I divided from the farm that I grew up on. My obsession with gardening escalated when we purchased our first home in the city in 1991. As a young married couple, we had absolutely no money and, as any gardener will tell you, gardening ain’t cheap. So, I went home to my parents one weekend and took a division of some peonies to start my own perennial garden.
About four years later, when we moved back to our home town, I took some of those same peonies with to our new home as a foundation for my perennial gardens. A few more years passed and we purchased the farm. Once again, I got out the spade shovel and dug up those peonies to bring them along to my new home.
The roadside peonies that I rescued brought with them another beautiful flower, lily-of-the-valley. These plants were a cute addition to the flower bed the first few years, with their delicate and fragrant bell-shaped white blossoms appearing in the spring.