I took this macro photo of one of the few surviving blooms on my red bleeding heart plant. It's not alone because the others wilted. It's alone because Keiki picked all the rest of them about a week ago, arranging them carefully on our picnic blanket. "For you, Mummy!" he crowed, and I didn't have the heart (bwa) to scold him.
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