I never thought violas had much of a scent until I stored four flats of them in my greenhouse prior to a horticultural therapy class. Opening its entrance in the morning, the sweet smell of a fragrant honey fills my lungs with warm, heavily scented air. I close the door enveloped by an ambrosia that I have never experienced before. I look and linger at all of my plants, not wanted to leave or end the moment.
Scented flowers
