Anemone hepatica

Spring is on hold. It is way too cold for my liking. The sun is gone. Cycling past the little horse farm at the Bronze Age burial site I had to be careful as a group of people employed by the municipality were busy clearing the road and path from trees and shrubs. For some reason they decided to cut down all the apple trees that grows next to the horse pasture, I have stopped there several times to feed the horses but that will not happen again. As I continued my ride I decided to stop and see if I could find any more "blåsippor". And they were starting to pop up here and there, despite the cold weather. Not as photogenic as the polka dot version I found a few days ago, but still.