I find different ways to keep my parents close. Plants are part of that. I have been re-habing Daddy’s neglected blueberry patch.

My Mama loved pansies, so I planted some in pots near the entrance. I check on them as I enter and leave.

I remembered Mama’s pansy gardens on Enwood as I trimmed and fed these just now.

This is our second Mother’s Day without Mama. The first one was a painful blur.

On this day from now on, I will do something that I would have done if my Mama were still here…like taking care of her pansies.

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