My Flower Friends - One and a Half Years after the Move

I'm a little bit crazy, at least that's what my neighbors thought when I started digging up plants in my garden in the fall of 2020 to prepare them for the move to Austria.

Sure, it would have been less work. Less relocation goods for the shipping company. Sure, you can always buy new plants.

But for me, some plants are something like friends. Soul mates that I simply could not leave behind. Can anyone understand that?
Apart from that, old roses and peonies are already something special that you can't easily find in the next supermarket around the corner.

Anyway, many plants came with me on the journey home in December 2020 and in spring 2021 I was finally able to put them back out of the pots into the open ground. Except for one smal rose, all survived the move well, but I already noticed that they did not bloom as usual in the previous year.

In the meantime, they were able to root well and deep into the earth, another winter has passed into the country and now - to my greatest joy - they show what they are made of!

The first to be seen here is a pink rose, whose flowers are not very magnificent compared to others, but which has a gigantic good fragrance that lasts a long time even after the rose flowers have dried. It is full of buds that will probably open the coming day:

The second one you see here is slightly orange/apricot and smells a bit like citrus. It has grown very well on the rose arch and is stretching curiously to discover the new world:

The next, a very special rose. It looks like she is red. But when it opens it becomes rather dark orange, with a lighter color in the center of the flower:

Finally, my "beauty" that could probably win any rose contest. It has large and very full flowers. Actually white, but with reddish edges:

My absolute favorite peony, probably also a very old variety, I had already moved with since the penultimate move. She gets huge, wonderful, lush white / pink flowers:

The "watering heart" had not yet bloomed last year, but now the plant is strong enough again to show its little hearts:

A small shrub that I had grown myself from a branch:

Another shrub, home-grown, that I hope will soon grow large enough that you won't see that less-than-pretty fence corner:

Yes, you see I love to take branches somewhere and stick them in soil at home to see if they grow. The first and last rose I showed here grew the same way. Yes, you can do that with roses, it doesnt work always, but mostly if you're lucky!

Last, a "Weigele" as I always call it. Under exactly such a plant in Bavaria my tomcat is buried. When I had to move out, I took a branch of it and grew a new plant from it. And now, many years later, the ashes of my dog are buried under exactly this plant.

I like this idea that dog and cat, who had also liked each other very much and lived well together, are now in a way blooming together here. My joy was huge when I saw this years flowering:

"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower."
Hans Christian Andersen Quote found on buboquote

In case you are wondering about the dust on the leaves and flowers, currently we have a lot of pollen in the air, covering everything with a yellow layer.

As always I hope you enjoyed my little posting journey and maybe I come back next time with photos of the full bloom, my Flower Friends will gift us.
:-) Yours, B.

all photos by @beeber