~violets…johnny hump-ups…whatever you want to call them~
~always my favorites~
they remind me of a poem by Danielle Steele I read as a teenager that remains burned in my brain…
Only Violets
and although I don’t have permission to reprint it here, I looked it up to re-read it today…
and it still suits me to a T
They look almost velvety.
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