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.

I’m in…