This species of spring wildflower was orignially cultivated in gardens, but escaped to grow wild. I often find it in old apple orchards in large patches. The weather has given me a huge headache (more experienced as a pain in the ass) by having two nights now where the temps have dipped below freezing. Last night, a wet snow, tonight even more dangerous, with clear skies, which promote a deadly frost. All the 22 potted plants were brought indoors and the sprouted seedlings in the 14 perennial beds took two hours to cover with plastic garbage bags. It worked last night, as when I began uncovering this at 0530 this morning, there were no fatalities. With Rauhallinen Farm being so close to Lake Superior, weather is hard to predict, especially in transitional times. The old saying up here is don't plant until the first of June, but the growing season is so short, I like to push things, even though it can mean nights like this.
"Spring makes its own statement, so loud and clear that the gardener seems to be only one of the instruments, not the composer." Geoffrey B. Charlesworth