My Garden Visitor Finally Arrives
You will remember awhile back, I told you all I was waiting on a garden visitor. Well it has finally arrived with a tremendous fanfare of excitement and colour!
The peony roses in my garden were planted years ago by my Grandfather and have flowered without fail every year. They are one of those plants that stick out in my mind from my childhood. I can still remember calling to my grandparent’s house around this time of year and being amazed by the wonderful crimson flowers. They flanked the front door and made a spectacular welcome when they were in full bloom.
I have since added to the collection with a subtle pink variety but I do not think you can even compete with my Grandfathers crimson red ones.