We plant yellow and purple pansies in the fall
since the winters are so mild.
This year was no different.
But the common place proved to be uncommon.
Snow, ice, sleet pelted the southern states
making us wonder if we had been transplanted to another sphere.
We stared wide-eyed at our world cloaked in shards of ice.
Then I learned that "delicate" pansies are uncommon in tough conditions, they are strong, sturdy, sensuous in their cloaks of ice.
I value their uniqueness.
That which seems everyday-common, becomes beautifully uncommon
when removed from their normal context.
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