Peonies

Mother had a peony bush in her back yard and would always gather a bouquet for the house when I was visiting in the springtime. I thought it was the most beautiful flower I had ever seen. Still do.

A few years after I moved to Sedona, I began to wonder if peonies would grow here. Then I was invited to dinner at a friend’s home. She had several peonies in her flower beds!

I ordered one bulb, planted it in the fall, and waited. To my amazement, it came up in the spring and had one pink bloom. “Lucky me,” I thought.

Then I cleared a space in the back yard and ordered six peony bulbs. I planted them last fall. As the snow melted and spring suggested it might arrive, I kept checking that bed. I worried that it had gotten too much water during the winter and the bulbs might have rotted. Then I spotted the first shoots. Long story short, all six peonies in that bed are coming up.

What is the moral of this story? Maybe if you want it, go for it. Maybe have faith. Maybe take risks.

You write it: What is the moral of this story for you?