Heart Plants
“You have Heart Plants,” our young neighbor yelled from across the yard.
“Yes, we do. They’re called Bleeding Hearts.”
“They’re my favorite,” she declared.
“Mine too, kiddo. Mine too.”
“You have Heart Plants,” our young neighbor yelled from across the yard.
“Yes, we do. They’re called Bleeding Hearts.”
“They’re my favorite,” she declared.
“Mine too, kiddo. Mine too.”