Friday, June 15, 2012

sweetest treat of all


Bleeding Heart blossoms fill me with the strongest, sweetest sort of nostalgia. They bloomed outside the back door of our home in Blue River and as a pre-schooler, I have a hazy recollection of my older sister, a barely teen, telling me a charming tale as she disassembled a blossom. There was a rabbit and a slipper and a princess too I think.
By then, my older sisters had gone away to school and I only saw them on school holidays. Her presence was special, her attention the sweetest treat of all.

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