Raining In My Heart

Can it be only a week since the verb 'to blip' wasn't intrinsic in my vocabulary?!

I saw this heart shape in a plant yesterday (when it wasn't raining).
On my return to the site today ten wellied gardeners were working there with scythes. In the nick of time (which must be a prison somewhere?) I managed to (almost) capture the shot I wanted. But I fear my heart is now compost.

Happy Friday!