Garden 337

A cottage garden in an urban setting

Bleeding Heart

Three or four years ago I planted two bleeding hearts in a little corner.  Behind it is an old rambler rose that a neighbor gave me the first summer I moved in.  It is doing well, but the bleeding heart is thriving.  I planted another one behind the garage in a little corner, but it doesn’t get warm sun early in the day, and it doesn’t have sun warmed bricks to urge it on.

Bleeding Heart

I realized last summer that my little Olympus camera, though a little work horse, could not take the kinds of pictures that I wanted to take.  So, gulp, yesterday, in anticipation of my tax refund, I bought a Nikon D3000.  This may be too much of a work horse, but it was on clearance and I needed to strike when that sale price was hot.  By the time the battery was charged, it was dark, so the first pictures I took were of the cat.  This morning, though, I took shots of the bleeding heart.  I’m off to get more fertilizer, and may take more pictures when I get back.

Ah, spring.  🙂

About Me

I haven’t always been a gardener, but I have always loved gardens. It has taken 16 years to get my gardens into the shape they are today. And, I’ve had help. I’m 74 years old, have rheumatoid arthritis, and had a late stage cancer six years ago. I am, though, intrepid. I’m the kind of person who plods along, tailoring my goals as I go. Last November I had a long overdue knee replacement surgery and I’m hoping this spring, summer, and fall will be able to maintain and find even more joy working in all of my garden beds. Full disclosure, though. I have a garden guy who comes once a week to work in my gardens.


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