I have always hated the rock terrace outside my door. Weeds and dandelions grow through the rocks and I am constantly fighting to keep them at bay. Two years ago I came up with the idea of container gardening and placed pots of flowers all over the space with a little birdbath, a fountain etc. But this spring, with the trip to NM and then cold, rainy weather I haven't had a chance or the energy to dive into this project, which makes me sad.
Then a couple of days ago I noticed this lone pansy growing up between the rocks. It must have come from last years flowers. It seemed to be smiling at me, giving me hope.
Hope seems to be my word of late.
Today my plan is to go buy some flowers to keep my little pansy company. :)