Her first attempt was back in the wayback, when she was in college. Someone gave her a leaf to root, which promptly rotted. Her next attempt was a gift, which she could never get to bloom a second time. As the saying goes, the third time was the charm: a violet rescue from a Jewel grocery store in Chicagoland. It’s been a love affair ever since, and once she discovered the African Violet Society of America (AVSA) things took off in a big way.
There are violets in the guest room, violets in the basement, and violets in the sunroom. There is, occasionally, even a violet or two in the kitchen. A :-) has moved them across the country. More than once.
Besides the violets, Adrienne has almost never met a fiber art that she didn’t enjoy. She is a knitter and spinner. She plays the bagpipes (yes, really!) and she loves to travel.