Plant Pansies

paniesFor my daughter, Aurora, spring means planting pansies. When she was four-years-old my mother came for a visit. My mother (Aurora’s Granny) announced to Aurora, “Wait until you see what I have in my car.” With excitement and anticipation Aurora and Granny walked to the car. On the floor of the backseat were 2 six-packs of pansies and a spade. The pair spent the next hour planting beautiful purple and yellow pansies in a big wooden planter at the front of the house.

Mother’s Day is approaching and I am thinking about pansies. Most Mother’s Days, I buy my mother pansies. I have never questioned it. It’s just something I do, something I have always done. As I remember the sight of Aurora and my mother carefully planting their happy little harbingers of spring, I am reminded of another pair of gardeners. My young, dark-haired mother and me, crouched at a garden bed with spades in our hands and the sun on our backs as we planted pansies.

Happy Mother’s Day

 

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