This post is about how plants can connect us to places and memories.
I arrived back in Australia from Canada a couple of days ago and my Dicentra (Called Bleeding Heart here) was in flower. So glad I didn’t miss it.
This plant has some beautiful childhood memories for me.
We lived in a small country town and the people across the road, between us and the river, had cows and used to leave a container of milk for us on their windowsill. It was my job to collect the milk each day and seeing these flowers in Spring was a delight.
There was a bush that flowered beside the shady path I used to take to collect milk from our neighbours. The narrow gravel roadway curved between tall shady trees and the Dicentra grew in the shaded gardens.
In spring this year I was in Alberta, Canada and there was a large bush with masses of flowers down the road from where we were staying. Then to my delight I found that they are native to the shady forests of British Columbia. The species there is Dicentra formosa, and mine is probably a cultivar.
Dicentra is a beautiful delicate plant, but tough enough to live in challenging conditions, by retreating in winter and bursting forth again in Spring.
Thank you for your beauty.
Till next time….