It is so interesting how certain sights, smells, tastes, sounds, take us back in time to other places and experiences. I can't look at pansies without thinking about my Grandmother Grove... she absolutely loved planting pansies early in the spring. And so do I.... I planted these before easter at the ministry center and as I did I thought about the fun times I had as a boy staying with my grandparents on their dairy farm near Hagerstown, MD. I used to spend two weeks with them every summer. And I enjoyed long talks with my grandmother about all kinds of things. What great memories the pansies help keep alive!
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