A garden full

The garden is thriving which makes me so happy. Oh the peonies! Such a grand flower with their lovely fragrance that fills a room. By far these are my favorite flowers. My grandmother grew these and I adored them immensely. What I later learned was that the very large prolific plants growing along her house were very special. Her mother had carefully taken a hardy root from the bush at her childhood home in Hungary wrapped it up and packed it for the long journey across the Atlantic to America. It was then planted in the small yard of their "new" home. As my great grand parents grew their family each time my great grandmother moved that peony came along until finally settling at my grandmother's house. And now my mother has taken a part of that ancient plant for her own garden. In my family gardening had built in tradition with stories of love and joy.