When I saw that the bleeding hearts in my yard are blooming, I had to photograph them to share with you. My step-Father, Ralph, had given me this plant several years ago, and I have come to enjoy its strands of pink gems immensely. Last year, with sketch pad in hand, I attempted to draw the flowers on the stem for the purpose of getting to know the plant. Now I need the courage to translate it all into a textile composition. 
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