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Well, its a hoot to have you visit! My quill scribblings are merely a sprinkling of crafty dreams, a dash of vintage finds, and a heap of owl's tales... , Owly Byrd

Wild Violet



O wind, where have you been.
That you blow so sweet?
Among the violets
Which blossom at your feet.
The honeysuckle waits
For Summer and for heat;
But violets in the chilly Spring
Make the turf so sweet.

by Christina Rossetti
in her collection Fly Away, Fly Away Over the Sea 



Photograph by JPO who comments: The pretty little wild violet if not contained, can over-run your yard.  It is considered an invasive plant.  When we were children my sisters and I would pick tiny bouquets of wild violets for our mother and dress them up with paper doilies. 

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