The Walkable City: From Haussmann's Boulevards to Jane Jacobs' Streets and Beyond
The grass in our small backyard is getting pretty long, but I'm putting off cutting it until the forget-me-nots have gone to seed. Then I'll shake the seed over a bare patch in one of the planter boxes and finally cut the grass.
Would much rather have flowers than grass. So much prettier...
There were crowds waiting to get in when the doors opened. They got a glimpse of what it takes to keep Canada's memories intact...
So glad to see that other people are letting nature take its course.
The other name for this in English is Dutchman's britches, or so my grandmother told me. In French it's sometimes also called the equivalent, coeur saignant, but using its botanical name, dicentra, is pretty nice too.
I love the way it emergences from the ground as soon as the weather warms up, and wihtin a week is knee high and in bloom.
The arrondissement planted a lot of bulbs last fall in curb extensions and they're looking great these days. But here it looks like somebody just dumped some bulbs...or did they? Usually if you don't bury them critters like squirrels will eat them.
Whatever, these have survived and are looking splendid when things are only part way to greening up.
The male
