Saturday, October 21, 2006

Gathering Violets in the Fall

I am a

What Flower
Are You?

My fondest memories of my childhood is gathering violets on my way home from school. I passed a large farm field, and I would stoop down and gather them one by one in my hand. I would not stop until I had a nice fist full to take home. I love violets and was pleased to be a "violet" when I took this test. It is true, it takes me a long time to let someone know me. I don't just take to people at all.

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