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Asian bleeding-heart grows to 120 cm (47 in) tall by 45 cm (18 in) wide. It is a rhizomatous herbaceous perennial with 3-lobed compound leaves on fleshy green to pink stems. The arching horizontal racemes of up to 20 pendent flowers are borne in spring and early summer. The outer petals are bright fuchsia-pink, while the inner ones are white. The flowers strikingly resemble the conventional heart shape, with a droplet beneath - hence the common name. The pure white-flowered 'Alba', somewhat more robust than the species, is a popular cultivar.
The plant sometimes behaves as a spring ephemeral, going dormant in summer.
Beautiful Bleeding Hearts in the rain at the New York Botanical Garden (NYBG).
Lamprocapnos spectabilis (bleeding heart or Asian bleeding-heart) is a species of flowering plant in the poppy family Papaveraceae, native to Siberia, northern China, Korea and Japan. It is the sole species in the monotypic genus Lamprocapnos.
It is valued in gardens and in floristry for its heart-shaped pink and white flowers, borne in spring. Other common names include "lyre flower" and "lady-in-a-bath".
--- Wikipedia
corner of greville street and bleeding heart yard, close to hatton garden, london's diamond district.
"Bleeding Heart"
Sometimes you give and give.
But in the end,
You are just left to bleed.
Model: Me! This shoot was soooooo difficult. Was glad that I got something today. Check out the video coming up!
Please check it out on my website, as the quality is better
Real name is Dicentra Spectabilis but nicknamed the Bleeding Heart. Not always an easy one to photograph as there are so many points to focus on so this is my very first attempt at focus stacking. Other than that this is exactly as shot, the colours are true to life. I especially love the little water droplets.
Blooms of the bleeding heart plant (Dicentra spectabilis) appear in early spring adorning the garden with attention getting, heart shaped flowers borne on arching stems. Attractive bluish green foliage emerges first as the plant wakes from dormancy and flowers of the bleeding heart may be pink and white or solid white as with the bleeding heart cultivar ‘Alba’.
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I have the loan of a 100mm macro lens, so I thought I'd try it out. Here one branch of Bleeding Hearts, backlit in the morning sun in our garden.
its such a beautiful flower, and it captures the way my heart feels today. i'm reading a book talking about oil spills in the ocean...my heart bleeds for the destruction we cause as humans on this earth.
A change of pace for me.
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This particular plant is an old friend. Practically a member of the family. The plant grew in my garden at my previous home more than 20 years ago. When I moved to another city 16 years ago I dug it up and planted it in a flower bed at the new home. It has thrived and bloomed every year since.
2 Bleeding hearts. The last two blooms on this string.... once again, at sunset with the sun fully behind them.
This is the day for a bit of colour. Everything outside is either white or grey with all the fog and no sun we have had for days now. I love this flower and the plant grew to a huge size last summer, way above the fence!
JMT DAY 15 - SUNSET AT EVOLUTION MEADOW
Sunset at Evolution Meadow
The sunset glow that had turned intense yellow and orange soon turned pink and purple. And the whole world turned with it.
The golden meadow that had been swayed and caressed by the wind started whispering softly in my ears. Do you feel my touch?
Serenity and tranquility could be interchanged, I wondered.
While my eyes were fixated at the clouds that just was simply bleeding red against the blue sky, I wondered if the world slowed down.
And I realized that I was part of this moment that would never be erased out of my mind. And I was glad that I was there.