After 15 years of being in this house & trying at one time or another to grow these in my front planter (and failing miserably each time) the official 'bleeding heart fairies' have finally decided to grace me with their presence. I have no way of telling which of the myriad old leftover roots these are from but I am heartily glad to to see them!
I am surreptitiously watering them (this must be done without looking directly at them) and furtively slinging plant food (also without direct eye contact) as I wouldn't want them to think any of my efforts were on their behalf (as that would ensure their subsequent immediate death) so we'll see how big they get. It's an exciting time. All for one ennsey-weensey fragile plant that has always captured my heart; broken, bleeding or not.
As long as you respect their shyness, they might continue blooming. Mind that they are violently toxic, like a lot of shadow loving plants.
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