EW04 - Wilderness - Wildflower Meadow
Not all of the mine's influence has done ill: a short walk north of the road, winter-felled trees have cleared a high, secluded meadow on the slopes. From Spring through Autumn, wildflowers flood the grasses in a giant's paintstrokes, sweeping through in waves of golden buttercups and daisies, pink coneflower and pale blue flax, of cornflower, of violets, of pale anemone and bright beebalm. Hummingbirds are frequent visitors, deer and rabbits common, and the sweet, sweet scent of fresh grass welcomes all who wander here.
In winter, the meadow is far less inviting, open air victim of frigid winds and biting cold, with no trees there to block them.
- South to Dirt Trail