We were walking through stubble; a misty morning with little to look at. I almost trod on it. A tiny, tiny window of light among the furrows. A Field Pansy wet with dew shone like a white hot ember.
Now getting scarcer to find, it brightened up a grey day.
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Good friend Eddie Anderson has made the following comment: Your spirit lifting pansy sometimes known (especially in Norfolk) as Heartsease, has a district of Norwich also so named, and school etc etc