"The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March."
-  Robert Frost 

Our New England poet Mr. Frost provided the perfect description of May 2013; even his name portrays the chilly, yes frosty May in the Midwest.  We're fearing that the frigid winds and temperature drops may damage the starts of our perennials;  no, we have not even attempted to prepare the ground for annuals, as yet.  Mother's Day Gardening?  Hardly, all the mothers that were awarded potted, hanging planters have had to tuck them away to the shed, breezeway, or sheltered garage until the sunbeams shine thru the clouds and stay a while.

                                                                 

On a brighter note, my icicle pansies from last October returned to greet my visitors near the front door.  And, the few trillium survived winter as they usually do; the three white petals also survived some rodent that has destroyed them in times past.  The hardy pulmonaria  with pink and purple rosettes are thriving; the unusually frigid April did not hinder them in the least, much to my pleasure.  Also in abundance are a favorite of springtime: Forget-me-nots!  I doubt many will forget the Everlasting Winter of 2013. Although it does not appear to be so, we can rest assured there is a purpose. 

Job 37:10 "By the breath of God frost is given; and the breadth of the waters is straitened.  Also by watering he wearieth the thick cloud: he scattereeth his bright cloud: ... that they may do whatsoever he commandeth them upon the face of the world in the earth."

Forget-me-not Folklore

In a German legend, God named all the plants when a tiny unnamed one cried out, "Forget-me-not, O Lord!" God replied, "That shall be your name."

Henry IV adopted the flower as his symbol during his exile in 1398, and retained the symbol upon his return to England the following year.

In 15th-century Germany, it was supposed that the wearers of the flower would not be forgotten by their lovers. Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river. He picked a posy of flowers, but because of the weight of his armour he fell into the river. As he was drowning he threw the posy to his loved one and shouted "Forget-me-not." It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love.     Folklore  credit to Wikipedia