Amaranthus, Love Lies Bleeding This favorite flower of my gardens has been a beauty with the poets William Wordsworth and others.

Love lies bleeding among the leaves in the grass on this soft autumn day

It lies in between the folds of dried orange, yellow and brown sprinkled generously, softly

Falling deep into the earth cracks, debris, and dark crevices it’s shed ties, tiny black dots covering everything nearby

My love lies bleeding into the earth, waiting for Spring