Remembering Grandma
Grandma would have turned 95 last week, if she were still with us on this earth. One of my fond memories of her is how she would float pansies in a pretty bowl of water on her kitchen table. Grandma loved pansies, and always grew them next to the side door off the kitchen in the little strip of dirt between the house and the sidewalk.
Today I clipped purple-white and purple-yellow-faced pansies from my own garden and laid them gently on the water’s surface in my own pretty glass bowl on my own dining room table. I think Grandma would smile if she could see them.
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That sounds like a beautiful table decoration… take a picture when you can.
Well, I did take some pictures, originally to add to this post, but I couldn’t seem to get a good enough angle to do them justice. Maybe at a different time of day…