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I have a container of violas on my front porch I wish I could take pictures of, but alas, our digital camera has died a most expected death. The violas are literally spilling out of the container--I fuss over them so, deadheading constantly, sprinkling some coffee grounds over the soil every now and again (thanks for that tip, genuine_girly, it's very useful). They're so pretty, and I'm so proud of them.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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