Around here, in the fall they plant pansies.
When I was a kid, “pansy” referred to a weakling; someone who couldn’t survive a challenge.
Yet pansies are planted as a winter flower around mailboxes and around offices to give a little color to the otherwise drab winter.
While it’s true that Virginia winters are not like winters in Ohio, the Yukon or Siberia, it’s still winter. You’re not going to catch me sleeping outside.
I think pansies have not been getting the respect they deserve.