my first pansy: old memories vs. new garden rules
I still remember my grandmother’s garden, where pansies bloomed every spring, their faces smiling up at me as a child. Back then, no one cared if the flowers were a little wild or if they spilled over the walkway. Today, I finally grew my first pansy from seed—her name is Morticia, and she’s a beauty. But as I watched her unfurl, I couldn’t help but think about how much has changed. In our North American neighborhoods, some communities now frown on ‘messy’ gardens, preferring neat lawns over the joyful chaos of old-fashioned flower beds.
Isn’t it strange how something as simple as a pansy can spark debate? My neighbors admire Morticia’s color, but a few grumble about ‘proper’ landscaping. Some say native plants are the only way to go for the environment, while others, like me, cherish the nostalgia of traditional blooms.
As summer approaches and storms threaten, I worry about Morticia’s delicate petals. Will she survive the unpredictable weather? Or will new rules and changing tastes mean the end of these beloved flowers in our yards? Sometimes, I wonder if we’re losing more than just plants—we’re losing the stories and memories that connect generations.
What do you think: should we stick to the old ways, or embrace the new?
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