Bleeding heart
Cloudy and cool and not all that enticing outside. Still, I managed to poke my head out to, for starters, get wood to the stove and to scan the neighborhood for returning warblers. Nothing really to report—a mass influx of songbirds is going to require the passage of a front and much warmer weather—although I did spot a few flower flies and heard more ovenbirds. The fauna was not inclined to pose, so, instead, I concentrated on one of our cultivated flowers known as the Bleeding Heart. It's obvious why this Asian member of the Poppy family got its common name, and, to look at it, it's also obvious why it's such a treasured addition to any garden.