Do I, Sweet William The Scot, have a Pansy on my nose?
Every Spring most people who live in Cincinnati go to the Spring Flower Show at the Krohn Conservatory. This year it was called Falling Water Gardens.
Right inside the door was this lovely Easter Lily Tree.
A path of Lilies lead you to the wing where the Falling Water Garden was displayed.
You could hear the sound of water dripping and running as you walked along the path.
The display had every color of Pansy you could imagine.
All with the ever flowing water.
The water had become a wishing well for people.
You walked over bridges with water running under you.
Pebbles, water and flowers.
Lee loves the little Viola.
Well lets see our yard has the tiny pebbles and water puddles from all the rain.
Guess two out of three is not to bad.
Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend of mine
Sweet William The Scot
Just for Kismet!
According to British folklore, picking black pansies is not without risk. If picked on a sunny day, it is thought to bring a storm - but if picked before the dew dries on its petals, it foretells the death of a loved one.