My grandma's favourite flowers were pansies - the purple ones. She said they always reminded her of delicate faces.
As the summer warms up, the pansies go dormant. They are cool weather flowers. I still have some, blooming quietly under foliage. I have to peek down to look at them and am rewarded by the play of light and shadow, colour and form.
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Hi Lorrie...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo...my mother's favourite flower was the pansy and now it is one of mine.
Hope you are enjoying your summer...
Hugs, Nancy
Hi Lorrie,
ReplyDeleteAs a kid I loved to pick pansies. They are so delicate and colorful.
hugs,
Barb