I came across the purple violet in the image while beginning the spring cleanup of my yard. I transplanted this flower last year, and it was a dying remnant of a small flower display someone gave my wife at school. I knew that violets were perennial flowers, but I did not hold out hope that the formerly spindly plant would survive a harsh Ohio winter.
Yet the plant pushed right through a layer of dead leaves and branches to be the first flower in my yard, and it appears that there will be at least four other blossoms to join it in the coming days.
There is an metaphor here waiting to be put into words about perseverance and spring blossoms, but I have more work to accomplish (not involving a life insurance online quote) while the sun still shines.