Not only are they rainbow-colored, smiley faced, harbingers of spring, but they have a history of good memories for me as well.
Early each Spring, my mom would come home from the nursery utterly joyful.
And she would dig in the dirt planting spots of color with a satisfied smile.
Since moving to the Midwest, I have a very hard time finding pansies as early as my mom does. Now it has become a quest for me to seek out the earliest pansies in Iowa.
I am a notorious daredevil eliciting, "You've planted your pansies already???? It's too early!!!!".
But it's not. These dainty little posies are deceptively hardy. They are resilient even when frozen.
I think they're smiling in their planters...
Knowing how happy they make me...
Happy Pansy Day!