Vårtegn i slutten av november

For meg har alltid fiolen vært en blomst som hører våren til. Når da fiolene blomstrer frodig i vårt bomsterbedd, så kan man vel si at våren har kommet tilbake, - selv i slutten av november.

Kanskje ikke så rart, når temperaturen er opp mot 12 grader i skyggen.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Sugar is sweet,

And so are you.

Wikipedia: The origins of the poem may be traced at least as far back as to the following lines written in 1590 by Sir Edmund Spenser from his epic The Faerie Queene (Book Three, Canto 6, Stanza 6):^[1]

It was upon a Sommers shynie day,

When Titan faire his beames did display,

In a fresh fountaine, farre from all mens vew,

She bath'd her brest, the boyling heat t'allay;

She bath'd with roses red, and violets blew,

And all the sweetest flowres, that in the forrest grew.