Tough Like a Pansy
The pansies outside the Embassy Suites in Lexington were toast Tuesday afternoon. At least I thought they were. Planted a week ago, said the gal at the front desk, someone had forgotten to water them. They were beyond wilted. But after a gully-washer of a storm that night, they stood back up the next morning all perky.
I’m like that. So can you be.
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