Never lose an opportunity for seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God's handwriting — a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Emerson's thought-provoking words seem the perfect accompaniment for my new pansies. I sat the pot on one of the benches at the clearing. The Victorians attributed meanings to flowers, and I love their "language of flowers." The meaning of the pansy? Thoughts.
