We squirrels leap across the lawn, landing in the cool green grass, dodging the perky purple violets.
“Are you kidding?” Hickory snickers. “They’re impossible to miss, even if Miz Flora doesn’t like us putting our paws on the wildflowers.”
It’s true. Violets are everywhere this time of year. Even Miz Flora doesn’t know what kinds, because there are dozens of species in her wildflower book. They are pretty, purple, white, blue, striped, blue and white, purple and white, yellow even. And frankly, like many of you humans, we just ignore them.
But it’s V day, so take a closer look for once.
“Okay,” Hickory grumbles. “Kind of pretty.”