North of 60, I took a season off but the goddess called me. I do not know who the mother was as I pulled the tags at harvest last year and I can be bit of pollen chucker (I tag and track crosses). Went out for a hike this summer and found this volunteer who survived -40 C winter and low precipitation spring had already started to flower under 20 hours of daylight (obviously auto genetics). She will not be
denied I guess. Guarded by terrain, bugs, bears and now an ogre (me).