Shar: my grandmother's name was Pansy and she always had these plants. My mother carried on the tradition and now so do I, just because I love their smiling, happy faces! You always stir memories for me with your articles.
Don't worry, we love you. Called Johnny jump ups here as well. A noted dwarf iris hybridizer liked the centers of them blue, rather than yellow & used to pull the yellow ones up until only blue on purple were left. Known to her friends as the 'Warburton strain' of Johnny jump ups. The mind of a hybridizer.
Surely wish we had the wild violas growing here along the edge of the woods, on the hill slopes and down near the creek, but they don't. Ah, well. There are white violets in those places later on and other wild flowers, but no wild violas. Thanks for the article, Sharon - would love to have seen the smudged eyelids and heard your Mother saying, when you came down to breakfast and in a tone I can't convey through an email, "NOW what??!"
And Hillsboro, OH sends greetings to Hillsboro, NH!
Greetings back to you Hillsboro, OH. I have to admit I cheated on my address. We actually spell it Hillsborough but everyone has shortened it and the post office accepts it. I guess as long as the zip is correct that's all that matters!!! It's nice to know there are others besides NH and NC...
I love the darling little faces. My Johnny Jump Ups have about played out and I am going to have to get a new start from somewhere. I got my last ones as plant swaps years ago. Anyone know if they sell them at the stores?????
I will make a search. Thanks Sharon. My hubby keeps things too neat in the garden and chops down stuff he doesn't recognize. Nothing can survive that long except the weeds in the surrounding areas he doesn't keep clean.
Me too, Allison...it's just the way I was brought up. And Elena is right...a lot of what some call weeds are important to others. Those plants I write about are considered weeds by many. That's OK, I'll always save a place for them. Doesn't matter what name they go by.