
06/05/2025
It’s peony season here in Buffalo and these bright pink beauties are a lesson in change. They came with our building, originally planted by the previous owner, Sandy, who was a fantastic gardener.
They started out in the back by the fence, in an area that used to be sunny when the trees were smaller 25 years ago. But as the trees got bigger, that area became very shady and while the leaves grew in lush, year after year, the last year that flowers grew was the one before I had my first kid.
I knew they needed a change but I was scared to uproot them, fearing that I wouldn’t dig enough or find a suitable sunny spot for them. So I waited…and waited and waited.
But then I met someone who knew more about change than I did. Decades more gardening experience…and life experience. She showed me how to trim them, prep them to move. How to ensure they were dug I enough, and replanted to the right depth to keep their eyes close enough to the sun to bloom…and here we are…two years later and now there are ten perfect buds blooming away on this one bush.
I believe in the magic of change and these blooms are proof.