In a big pot near the front porch stairs, perky pansies lifted their pretty heads to the sun and welcomed spring.
Spring, of course, is now over and we are well into summer.
Plans to plant a different flower in the pot went awry.
However, the pretty pansies, albeit on the spindly side at this stage of the game, are still alive.
They really are sweet and unique flowers.
Their little faces look happy to me and I can almost hear them talking!
If brave little pansies can stand the stifling temps and sweaty humidity of summer in New England, so can humans!
WHAT, IF ANYTHING, DO YOU KNOW ABOUT PANSIES?