Wild thing ~ You make my heart sing!

Gentleman Farmer was cutting some firewood at the top of our property and had asked if I would bring him some cold water to drink. After I brought him a jug of water and a cup, I was looking around to see if there were any little wild black berries ripe for picking. I didn't find any, but I did discover several of these dainty little plants growing out of the rock of an old road bed. I borrowed GF's shovel and a bucket and dug up several in hopes that they might like growing in the dry flower bed in front of the barn. I planted them immediately to give them every opportunity to survive their change of venue.

Close up

Isn't she a pretty little thing?

Scattered along the base of a rose bush

In the bed in front of the barn

Do you have any idea what this little wild flower might be?

I live in Western Washington.
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