Peonies

When we have the good fortune of moving to a larger house, I swear I will have to dig up some of these peonies to take with me. I never knew what kind of flower they were before. Heck I never knew the names of most plants before we bought our first home. Shhh don't tell my father that I know this stuff now...it is our little joke.
"Cynthia, what kind of flowers are these?"
"Pretty ones," I always say with a great big smile on my face.

Well now... I am in a constant state of learning. I crave to be able to name every plant in my yard. I still don't but I am progressing. These peonies are mainly in our cesspool garden. Mom doesn't like it that I call it that but considering the other name that I would title it...I think this one suits it just fine. The things is...everything grows like crazy there. These peonies, to me, are such a sight of beauty that I have to stop and smell them every time I pass.

I hope to find my pictures of the garden in early spring too. During April-May this garden is full of crocuses and daffodils.

I plan on transplanting some of the peonies to different parts of the yard once they have bloomed out. I want to help mother nature spread her beauty to more areas of the yard. Any hints/ suggestions/ things to watch out for when transplanting?