I was born with a love for violets. They were there every spring, creeping out of a crack in the stone by the old house. And every spring my heart would skip a beat in fear that perhaps this year they won't make it. But these little flowers fight all evil, and every year they came through.Their vibrant inflorescence filled my childhood springs with sweet delicacy and haunting perfume. That, I will always have. Truly, I am a violet junkie.
Apart from the Meyers brooch, all the objects in the images bellow are available on etsy as we speak (since I am not using the blog for commercial purposes I am not providing direct links).