Little Vase of Violets

The arrival of violets is always a joy and remind me of the little bottles of violet perfume my grandmother used to give me on birthdays when I was young. I thought I was pretty grown up getting perfume! The perfume always had a soft, sweet scent--matching the beauty and delicateness of the flower. This little bouquet was given to me last night by my sweet, little . She came running up to me with a little hand full of squished flowers. Yes, they looked somewhat sickly at first, but thankfully they perked up in this small bottle of water overnight. What a delight!