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  • “The amen of nature is always a flower”

  • So gorgeous! What an awesome picture.

  • Love it. So beautiful.

  • OK, Ben, help us out. Saxifrage? Which one?

    You can almost picture the elven wedding party just upstream…

  • it would be a lucky bride to have such a gorgeous bouquet

  • Very pretty. I love the ferns, too.

  • It is saxifrage but I don’t know which. Absolutely gorgeous! Maybe Tui will know. Ah spring…

  • My Peterson Guide says Merten’s saxifrage. “The rounded leaves have rectangular lobes each with three smaller triangular lobes” Right?

  • This is quite lovely!

  • Merten’s saxifrage it is, the flowers were the clincher. I also thought it could be stream saxifrage (odontoloma or arguta?) which has more evenly sharp-toothed leaves, but wispier blossoms. The photo of this in Timber Press’ field guide even looks like the same spot Kym found.

    Everything’s blooming! It’s like spring or something!

  • Same family as gooseberries, right?

  • There are several versions of saxifrage in the creek bed below my house. This version (Merten’s is not a pretty name–I vote for Wild Bride.) anchors on rocks and hangs over water–very pretty. There is one area, 20 ft squarish, that is spectacular with the white flowers shimmering in the thick shadows of the trees but I could not capture it sadly.

  • Ah spring! Flying ants and big fat carpenter ants marching through the house. My logger friends maintained the ants were migrating north and all going the same direction. There is a saxifrage family plant that grows by the rivers to the east of us called Umbrella Leaf. A huge leaf that gives an unforgettable look to the banks of the South Fork of the Trinity or the upper Sacramento. I’ve never seen it in bloom. Soon we’ll head up to the loop to visit the red Delphinium nudicale and the little yellow umbel Pterixia terebinthina and meadow foam. What a place Salmon Creek is. Magical.

  • I’m glad to hear it’s not just my house being visited by the giant ants…. I guess. Listen for meadowlarks when you head up to the ridge, singing the magic into the air.

  • The meadow larks are magical and the ants obviously crawled down Jack’s beanstalk from the Giant’s kitchen and are his plague on us for the sins of Jack!

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