The temperature finally made it above 60 degrees here. The flowers noticed. Lovely little perky violets in yards.
![violets](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeb2fsBBW3k5rCK9tzMdImSHTYLzWL65thyphenhyphencSqfT0-ikxmD8JpihORazTlRYC1nMFUHhBROLHukPiyMgXFNCC4GkyWYIH_Xbdjpv5l_1BdQNNhdKPSmyX4l-0Iqkw_RdsMVAPrSprVxVAd/s1600/violets03.jpg)
And somebody woke up. Woodchuck, groundhog (not P. Phil- he's hiding his head in shame), just a cousin.
![woodchuck](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOe_E_UD2kSaGzMy-UZOHoKCbq7Kp5ijVhNzKgWfd95hX-HP_GGVr5LDzh9Kf_uNBazXHBd3Wr-h1pZF4YiAG5X6vbt-F5trT7zolk35mSJaTvJ7F3AAaMQ1PzxTymg0mhxm2NHAB5Am6c/s1600/woodchuck07.jpg)
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I call them "charlies," 'cause I don't want to take my own name in vain. (pity that emoji is not available here) Pretty violets. Which reminds me, I've got flowers to photograph.
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