We walk slowly along the trail, our heads bent, eyes focused on the ground beside us. My husband and I have returned to Yankauer Nature Preserve in West Virginia to search for spring ephemerals, those exquisitely tiny and fleeting blossoms that signify spring’s awakening. We call out to each other as we spot the first Star Chickweed: 10 petals in perfect symmetry around a soft lemon center. No, not 10; 5 petals, deeply clefted to deceive the quick eye. We linger, draw closer. The slender stamens and anthers tipped with tiny dark dots stand as an occasional freckle against the white petals.
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I watch my husband drawing closer to the cliff edge as the opaque fury of pounding waves disrupts turquoise pools of trapped water. Jagged basalt runs from the cliffside to the icy ocean 30 feet below. Tiny daisies rim the green bank to the point it drops sharply away. Rugged land, restless sea and endless sky meet here to form a vista of beauty-upon-beauty on this wild Hebridean island.
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AUTHORLeah Rampy is a spiritual teacher and author seeking to reweave the connections of soul and Earth. CATEGORIESARCHIVES
March 2024
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