Folks -- One of my favorite Aldo Leopold essays (from A Sand County Almanac) was about Draba, an obscure, plain little flower. Leopold had a wonderful way of celebrating obscure and often overlooked artifacts of nature.
I found a song very reminiscent of that Aldo Leopold essay, on a cd called "Revival" by Gillian Welch. The song is called "Acony Bell" and I share the verses below, which I hope this group will enjoy (the actual song recording by Gillian Welch is fabulous with its guitar picking, etc.) : Acony Bell Verse1: The fairest bloom the mountain knows Is not an iris or a wild rose But the little flower of which I'll tell Known as the brave acony bell VERSE 2: Just a simple flower so small and plain With a pearly hue and a little known name But the yellow birds sing when they see it bloom For they know that spring is coming soon VERSE 3: Well it makes its home mid the rocks and the rills Where the snows lie deep on the windy hills And it tells the world Why should I wait This ice and snow is gonna melt away. VERSE 4: And so I'll sing that yellow bird's song For the troubled times will soon be gone submitted by Stan Moore San Geronimo, CA [EMAIL PROTECTED]
