Over the past few years, pansy (Viola) planted in pots have shed their seeds in the wind. As a result, I have little groupings that are popping up in the driveway stones that make for an interesting little blotch of color here and there. While I regularly poison weeds and grass to keep the driveway clean, these little fellows are welcome. There must have been a flower lover in my family within my maternal great grandparents that migrated to Laurium from Montreal in the late 1800's, as they named my grandmother Viola. Both my grandmother, Viola and grandfather, Ruben, moved to Detroit with their respective families during the 1912-13 mining strike on the Keweenaw Peninsula. One would make the logical assumption that this was to find work. I spent the first four years of my life with them and my mother in their home on Devonshire on Detroit's East side.
"To forget how to dig the earth and to tend the soil is to forget ourselves." Mahatma Gandhi