I have loved growing peonies over the last decade. They are my favorite flower and I’ve always dreamed about having a beautiful garden of them one day, with vases filled with pinks and purples and whites all around me. Little did I know that when we bought our house, the former owner had planted a secret gift just for me—rings of peonies around her perennial gardens!
When our first spring arrived, these gorgeous blooms started popping up everywhere, taking over the yard like an invading army of beauty. And it seemed that everyone wanted to take part in their joyous display; bees buzzing around them as butterflies fluttered between petals, birds singing in celebration of their arrival. Even tiny ants couldn’t resist getting in on the action, crawling through each bloom to harvest nectar from within its depths—though this sometimes resulted in them making their way into our house too! But even that didn’t bother me; if I was an ant I would have been tempted to suckle on those luscious peonies too!
Every year they come back with more vigor than ever before and remind us why nature is such a wonderful thing to behold. It’s no wonder why these flowers have been beloved by people throughout history; they are truly something special indeed!
In today’s story, “The Great Peony Massacre,” by Jo Anne Walker, she does the unthinkable. She’s growing peonies, then she rototills her peonies. And these are not just any peonies, these are passed down from her grandmother, who got them from a distant relative. The horror! Keep reading to find out what happened!
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The Great Peony Massacre
By Jo Anne Walker
I love flower gardening—it’s an inheritance from both my mother and grandmother. So it is with great dismay that I tell the story of the peonies.
At one time, my grandmother was given a beautiful plant by a distant relative, a Chinese peony, she called it. (I’ve learned it is also called a fern-leaf peony.) It had delicate foliage and gorgeous red flowers. As the years passed, Grandma gifted family members with tubers from the original plant. She was very protective of her peonies—she would not share them with other people for love or money—so they became a real family heirloom. My mother also passed on some of them to me. They all thrived.
In the past few years, our lawn had encroached on the peony bed. I decided that just meant I needed a bigger garden! I had my husband carefully rototill around the edge of the existing bed, showing him exactly where to start and stop. Then I went to work preparing the soil for planting. Imagine my horror when I found pieces of tubers hiding in the freshly turned soil. The lawn had taken over more of the garden than I knew!
I carefully gathered the pieces and put them back in the ground, with a prayer that Grandma would send them help from up above. So far I haven’t been able to tell Mom about the tragedy.
Oh, no! I just made another mistake. Now she can read about in GREENPRINTS! ❖
By Jo Anne Walker, published originally in 2016, in GreenPrints Issue #108. Illustrated by Marilynne Roach
Are you growing peonies at home? Does this story remind you of one of your own? Leave a comment and share it with us!
I have a cherished Dr Otoh yellow peony. I give pieces of roots to really good gardening friends. It is a cross between a bush peony and a tree peony. Even I can’t seem to kill it. The only drawback is that the flowers face downward. ,Newer hybrids have flowers that face upward.
In our 1st home the previous owners had peonies close to the house. My mother in law told me some things about them & we were waiting to see what color the blooms would be. On a Saturday I walked by & saw ants eating the blooms before they had opened so I proceeded to get the ant spray & blast each green bloom. When I told my mom n law her response was Oh no, you want the ants as they open the blooms. I asked if I went out & hosed the plants did she think i could save the blooms? That the ants would come back? No, we had to wait another year to see there were light pink & dark pink flowers. My husband doesn’t like peonies because the ants like them too but when we moved several of those plants came to the new house.
From another Jan, I did the same thing. My grandmother had peonies but I never saw them begin to bloom so didn’t know about the ants. Our 1st house had them in a garden by the house & I was upset when I noticed ants on the buds. I didn’t want my husband getting upset about ants by the house so I did what you did, got the ant spray out. When telling my mother n law she informed me the ants open the buds so we also had to wait another year for flowers. When we moved the peonies moved with us to what was suppose to be a temporary spot away from the house. So now I see them driving in but have moved 1 closer to the house in a garden bed. & when I cut them for a bouquet of course the remark is you’re bring ants in.