This is an Outdoor Wednesday post to join in over at A Southern Daydreamer's blog.
In the spring, I bought a bleeding heart plant with no flowers on it. I planted it and diligently cared for it through the summer knowing that next year, the beauty would be unleashed. The plant was gorgeous, light green leaves, which bordered on almost yellow. It was the perfect foil during early summer to the purple clematis or the baby blue eyes (as shown below) growing nearby.
Yesterday morning, while letting my dog out, I noticed that it no longer existed. And although I nurtured it with hopes for next year's glory, it is naught to be. Some hungry bunny or deer has brought the plant's life cycle to an abrupt end, and left a divot in my garden. Look how lush it was. Can you imagine what next year was to hold?
So farewell. Farewell my bleeding heart.