That gentle, spring, powdery scent of fresh violets. It’s an old-fashioned smell. It reminds me of powdery old-lady kisses and victorian valentines and heavily-curtained, doily-covered sitting rooms. But violets also remind me of spring. That first burst of gentle spring, where you can’t quite believe that these delicate flowers are actually pushing up through the so-recently-frozen …
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