Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you. ~Edward Payson Rod
On the day we expected my new niece to be born a couple of seemingly insignificant things happened.
~ for the first time I noticed this lone violet blooming out my new back door, in a wintry dirt patch surrounded by mysterious bulb shoots, waiting to welcome Spring.
~ for the first time my little Eee picked me a bunch of the violet shade of pansies and violas blooming in our front yard.