This week, my garden is full of bleeding hearts, and so is my own—though in the happiest way.

My youngest daughter is getting married this week, and the house is about to burst with joy, laughter, and more tulle than you can imagine. Two of four of our daughters, my son-in-law and my sweet granddaughters are traveling in from out of town, along with guests from across the country. Everything is ready—the plans are in place, the dress is steamed, and I’m taking deep breaths between bursts of happy tears.

The photo I’m sharing with you today is from my garden, where the bleeding hearts are in full bloom. They’ve always seemed like the most poetic little flowers to me—delicate, hopeful, and quietly beautiful. And this week, they feel like the perfect symbol: hearts opening wide, love blooming in every direction.

It’s a big moment for our family, and one I’ve looked forward to for a long time. My daughter is radiant, and I’m so excited for her next chapter. And, if I’m honest… I’m also wondering what I’ll do with myself once the wedding is over! After months of planning, it’s hard to imagine a quieter house again.

But that’s the magic of cozy mysteries, isn’t it? Whether it’s in a fictional village or a flower-filled yard, life is always full of little beginnings, tender endings, and just the right amount of mystery.

Thanks for letting me share a piece of my heart with you this week.