It's been so hot and I've been so busy this past week that plants have come into flower, fruited and returned to the earth without my notice in just the last five days. The flowers of nannyberry (Viburnum lentago) came and went. Cranberry-bush viburnum (V. trilobum/opulis) is now finishing up. The flowers of my southern blackhaw (V. rufidulum) are still in good form. Hey, speaking of looking good, have you ever witnessed such a wonderful full-monty display from black locust? I was hating that tree; now I have to give it a bit of credit.
Anyway, forget about those flowers for a second. I want use this post to show off my wild gingers, all of which I feel great affection for.
After two half-hearted tries I failed to take a decent photo of our own Asarum canadense. I like it fine, but it requires some effort to keep it contained. I'm always yanking it out to keep it away from its less-vigorous neighbors. In my garden I also have Hexastylis speciosa, which Fred Case collected in Alabama and brought back up north. It needs steady moisture which is something I am unable to guarantee to any plant. You can have mine if you would like.
About the taxonomy: it's in flux. One treatment took ten North American species out of the genus Asarum and put them into the new Hexastylis. Until the dust settles, you can use either name . . . and if you say it with authority, everyone else will follow.