I had yet to discover its medicinal value. Club-like it grows in abundance alongside the trail because it likes the moist banks above the creek.
I walked this trail among the woodland flowers, medicinal plants and wild edibles frequently when I lived here in a community affectionately known as “The Cove.” It was here that I noticed the fuzzy, rich green plant known as clubmoss. Crystals, mobiles, wind chimes and sun chasers dance from various branches at regular intervals along this magical trail. There is even the occasional bench for resting and listening to the sounds of nature and running water. The trail was lovingly constructed with wee bridges that cross a spring fed creek.
Not named after the fragrant flower but in the memory of a little dog whose name was Lily, a Scottish Cairn Terrier who lived with a friend of mine in this hidden cove.Īlongside the Lily Trail there are statuettes of gnomes, elves, fairies and even one of Lily tucked among the ivy and medicinal plants. It leads straight up the hilly cove beneath a canopy of hardwoods and is named the Lily trail. The trail I am following runs parallel to a trickling creek.
0 kommentar(er)
