Memories

This Memorial Day Weekend is the first in our new home as we closed on Jason's b-day last year and with some problems didn't get to move in until Aug. So being our first Spring we get to see what grows where in our yard. And basically there are Hostas everywhere, which is probably good for me. I actually think I am going to try to thin them out and transplant a few here and there to complete the back yard and the sides of the house. Sad to say, but the worst landscaping is probably in the front of the house, so we are looking to relandscape this fall to get it cheaper and some time to think about what we want where and if we want to expand a certain area, but one thing that I love is the peony bush right outside my front door, not loving the location, but am loving the bush, might try to move that too in the fall. Many of you know I don't know my plants, but I do know that one. As you see it is this pretty pink color, but more importantly everytime I see it or smell their beautiful scent I smell memories. See growing up my Mama and Papa as I referred to them as had several beautiful peony bushes on the North side of their house, it was actually the property divider from them and their neighbor, which ended up being a dear friend of mines, Liza, house. I remember every Memorial Day weekend they would be in full bloom and my Mama would foil wrap her old coffee cans, hand cut some peonys and decorate the graves of my great grandparents and her beloved brother. Then after the parade on Monday and decorating the gravesites we would have a family picnic outside at the picnic table and my Great Aunt Grace, 3 doors down, would have all her family in and we would all walk back and forth and get caught up. It is amazing what one flower can bring back to you! Thanks for the memories this Memorial Day weekend!