Sunday, May 4, 2008
When my parents bought their home in 1953 the first thing my Mom planted in her garden was a bleeding heart that her mother, my grandmother gave her. So in 2000 when I bought my home Mom brought me a bleeding heart to plant in my garden. Because it blooms early and heralds the arrival of Spring and things starting anew it brings me much joy. Of course the deep pink color of a bleeding heart catches the eye, especially early in the growing season when most things are still green. Its fragile blooms are breathtaking. It's a perennial so it doesn't bloom for long which is why I make a point of going out and spending a little time with it every evening. Besides it reminds me of my roots and I think of the roots I have put down in my garden.