Two kids, one blog.
I win. (Grin.)
Seems both you and Pi completely believed yesterday’s April Fool’s letter (although you seem to have gotten over it with a wry smile while Pi is not quite so forgiving). It’s been a while since I got you both.
This may be the only appropriate use of the hashtag #SorryNotSorry.
Meanwhile, today is (officially) National Peanut Butter and Jelly Day. I don’t know why. Some of these holidays perplex me more than others. I thought pretty much every day was PB&J Day (at least for some people). Others of us focus on Eating Peanut Butter Straight Out Of The Jar Day (you know who you are).
It is also (unofficially) Planting Pansies Day. I love pansies. I don’t know why, exactly, but I do. I love their beautiful lush, velvety-ness.
And their happiness. Like sunflowers (today is probably also going to be Sunflower Seed Planting Day). Both sunflowers and pansies (and tulips and daffodils and many other flowers) are cheerful. They smile happily. They are a cheerful guard and colorful welcoming committee. They are hearty and undemanding in the upkeep department (which makes them well suited to my particular brand of gardening—insert into dirt and ignore).
Symbolically (according to MFtI), pansies represent loving thoughts and free thinking. Maybe pansies are flowers that encourage us to stop and think for a moment. To reflect on life. Maybe I like them because they are so often purple.
The pansy flower was the symbol adopted by the Free Thinkers Society, a group of people who decided to adopt a mode of thought that was free from societal constraints, expectations, emotions, or religious dogma. They adopted the pansy as its symbol because the word pansy is from the verb pensee in French meaning “to think” which itself is from the Latin pensare “to consider”.
The plan is that the sun will come out and warm up the ground and then the Puppy and I will plant flowers this afternoon after which we will eat peanut butter.
I think that sounds like a pretty perfect way to spend part of a Sunday.