Where did that expression come from? These are the WINTER (sorry Shelley) pansies that are growing on my sister's front porch. They are in the optimal spot for winter, with full afternoon sun. So what's wrong with being a pansy I say. Well that is until the Ga. summer arrives. Today is the anniversary of my fathers death and I felt sad all day until I saw these this evening.

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What pretty pictures, Susan. I especially like seeing the blooming pear trees in the previous post. Makes me nostalgic for spring when we lived down there. Spring is coming here, just a lot more slowly.
Take care!
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