|©Nancy E. Banks|
Since we are trying to improve our lawn (an endless, thankless, grinding task here because of the worst clay soil ever in the history of the world), we have gotten rid of the violets in the lawn. Normally violets and grass live together happily, but here, the violets appear to like horrible soil, so they outcompete the grass in the spring, and then fade away in summer, allowing Casey (the only dog I know who has cloven hooves) to batter the yard to bare dirt in her endless efforts to catch squirrels.
So, alas, no violets for us in the spring. Fortunately, our neighbors have violets in their lawn, and I can enjoy them when I'm out walking the dogs. I do miss ours, though.