We were spared the freezing temperatures by just a few degrees. There was some very minor frost damage in the vegetable garden, probably from the previous day's low of 33.9 degrees, but all is well. In a garden this large coddling is not a viable option.
A geranium carpet lights up the shady forest floor, unfazed by the repeated cold mornings. This may be a selected cultivar of the native Geranium maculatum.
The columbines were all froze last year. This year they are putting on a spectacular showing. As with most things in the wild cultivated garden, they are spread high and low, from one end to the other and beyond. And of course they come in a multitude of colors, from deep purple blue to the cleanest whites with shades of pink in between.
They set seed and self sow freely, moving about on their own accord. Often they are assisted by seed gathering and sowing. New colors are bound to show up from the breeding process.
Like this jewel of a columbine, red and yellow together.
Cold, cold mornings have quickly turned to warm days. Perfect afternoon skies for more UFO sightings.
After tomorrow morning's diagnosed low of 38, the warm should really be here for good. Now I can plant the sweet corn for the raccoon.