Bleeding Hearts
Posted by Dory @ Lucky Dorito on Thursday, April 23rd, 2009
Flowers amaze me. They are so colorful, beautiful, and yet, simple. Some of God’s handiwork at its finest. I would love to think I have a green thumb but ……. I really don’t. I use to try really hard but have sort of given up on it – except for a few pots on the porch. My sister, Lina, has a green thumb though. As did my dad – he could make anything grow. Their yard had become more flower bed than grass over the years.
I remember several years ago when my sister came for the weekend with a few big pots of hostas my dad had sent over to me. As we dug holes in my yard, we talked about how clay-like the soil here is, compared to the rich black soil that came from my parents yard. The worms in my yard were scrawny and pale in color, while the worms that were in the soil around the hostas were big and fat, dark in color… almost like night crawlers.
Later when we recounted the difference in our soil to Daddy, he got so tickled picturing my pathetic looking, malnourished worms compared to his fat and happy ones. I can see him laughing about it in my mind, like it was yesterday.
I still can’t quite believe he’s gone.
Filed in Life,Me,Randomness | 8 dorito bits so far
Guinevereon 23 Apr 2009 at 9:47 am 1What a gorgeous pic! I love bleeding hearts!
Hugs to you!
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Vonnieon 23 Apr 2009 at 10:09 am 2I am so jealous! Blooming flowers…I don’t know if spring will ever come here! We have a 60% chance of snow tomorrow night!
The memories we carry are truely bittersweet aren’t they?
Beccaon 23 Apr 2009 at 10:16 am 3Beautiful flowers! But scrawny worms, gotta feed them something…lol!
Jeanon 23 Apr 2009 at 11:56 am 4I love bleeding hearts! I kill lots of plants, too.. my mom and bro have all the green in their thumbs! I am glad you have such wonderful memories to think about with your dad. So many people don’t..
hugs
Jenon 23 Apr 2009 at 3:54 pm 5Your flowers are beautiful. I have clay soil here in my yard too. I dug a garden patch the year we moved in and put a lot of peat and store bought compost into the soil. Now, my garden patch soil turns over easily and is rich for growing plants. My neighbor across the road says it takes years to “condition” clay soil. I want to expand my garden spot, but thinking of all the work involved makes me put it off. Someday, I will…
And I can only imagine how your heart bleeds… I am terrified to someday hear the news that my daddy is gone.
It will happen, someday, and I know I can never prepare myself. I will miss him like you miss yours. My heart aches for you.
(((((Dory)))))
Beccaon 23 Apr 2009 at 6:49 pm 6I changed a password looking to see if it works…
Thotladyon 24 Apr 2009 at 1:44 pm 7I concur…beautiful clear photo and bleeding hearts are one of my favorite flowers, some others to name a few are:
Iris’
Tulips
SnapDragons
qualcosa di belloon 26 Apr 2009 at 5:59 pm 8i just cut some roses that smell just like my daddy’s that he raised when i was a little girl…my heart is with yours in this…hugs & lots of love to you