24 May 2012

Blue Pansy, Missoula, Montana

Pansies always bring to mind my Grandma A., because she loved them.
“They are all in the lily-bed, cuddled close together– Purple, Yellow-cap, and little Baby-blue; How they ever got there you must ask the April weather, The morning and the evening winds, the sunshine and the dew.” ~ Ellen Mackay Hutchinson Cortissoz

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