Road trip
We're going on a road trip, so buckle up. First stop is Lamoys, where I pick out my pansies. These are all pansies, so you can understand the torture it is for me each year to decide what color I'll get to fill the big white bowl. SO MANY COLORS! Pansies everywhere! I love pansies. We played with pansies when we were little girls--my father showed us the lady with a big skirt in the center of the blossom. He grew pansies for us. What color did I finally settle on? Stay tuned.