A Simple Pansy

From my mother's side garden--
a snow and Pansy arrangement.

A Pansy is not really an elegant flower. Because of their short stems, they aren't found in formal flower arrangements, bridal bouquets, dinners for heads of state.  There are probably other reasons as well.  It's a humble flower.

Rock-sheltered Pansy as
Fall turns briefly cold.

Most often Pansies grow wildly after self-seeding from the previous year.  They turn up all around the garden bed and will bloom wherever they are allowed to put down real roots.  That's not the lineage of  an elegant, long-stemmed flower.

North of Spokane: chilled and brave

But just before I stepped into my snow covered car, noticing the royal courage and contrast of this simple Pansy was the sweetest of Things I get to do today.

While I Wait

My plan was to repair the cutting board.  It had a crack in it.  It was a simple project.  My woodworker husband said it could be done rather easily.  Cut along the crack and then glue it back together.

But there were complications almost immediately.  The fence was not straight.  Several pieces of the repair went backwards instead of forward (to be explained in another post), and now part of the Things I get to do today involved waiting for the glue to dry on the corner that broke off when one of the now-two sections of the cutting board fell on the floor because of my carelessness and inattention.

A centering of pansies

So while I wait I'm going to rearrange the pansies.  Two years ago an eager and welcoming row of yellow pansies flowered along the sidewalk to our front door.  Several of them survived the slugs, the cold of winter and my sometimes-neglect of summer to leaf and bloom yet another year.  And thanks to the wet glue, I'm noticing that they've gone to seed.  Bless their tiny hearts!  As seeds will do their arrangement was centralized and had no resemblance to a row.  So for 20 minutes I settled next to the earth and gently dug, separated, and transplanted the tiniest of pansy babies.  Forget the gluing and woodworking.  Let's play with babies.

Now the tiny babies are spaced and ready to spring forth into
a sweetness of yellow.