It's hard to get motivated to mow the lawn this time of year in Maine. If you let the grass get just long enough, it becomes carpeted with tiny purple and white violets. Dainty and beautiful, they are sweetly fragrant. Bug likes to wear them in her hair and bring tiny bouquets of them inside to put in my smallest vase. Maisy (the cat) enjoys the violets as well, just in more of a gustatory sense.