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The mud dried and the spring flowers came out: yellow coltsfoot, and white wood anemones in profusion—and the wall being built around Asgard was a glorious, imposing thing.

Some, like the wood anemone, attach a “goody bag” of food to each seed, and the ants carry both back to their hungry larvae in their underground nests.

In the relentlessly sunny summer months, the fields explode in wood anemones, and the water has, I was told, a tropical hue.

In the spring there would be pale blue violets and primroses, goldilocks, wood anemones, and white Stellaria.

The delicate blossoms of the wood anemone might at first be confounded with those of the toothwort by the careless observer, but a moment's reflection will quickly distinguish them.