My dad loved gardening and when I was young I used to enjoy helping him in our garden. One of my dad’s favourite plants was the Bleeding Heart. One day he told me a story about this plant,  whilst dissecting the flower at the same time to demonstrate the different parts of the story.

Here is the story, The story of a broken heart (2) which I have since found on a few blogs and websites since. It originates from Japan, and has been made into a book.