Showing posts with label Smith Cemetery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Smith Cemetery. Show all posts

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Cemetery Prairies

There are two Pioneer Cemetery Prairies in Ohio, which are the Mecca to prairie enthusiasts. Two small patches of ground, never tilled, never grazed. Their original plant communities from 160 years ago are still intact.



Royal Catchfly, Silene regia is the regent of prairie plants. Listed as endangered in Ohio it was once only known in Bigelow Cemetery. Normally a robust red, this off-colored salmon one spoke to me.



These stones are caressed by the prairie sea: waves of coneflowers and grasses in a place where time has stood still. Much of western Ohio was prairie until Mr. Deere's plow conformed it to farm fields.



Smith Cemetery
, a scant 5 miles away from Bigelow has its own unique personality: fewer flowering forbs, more grasses, and a sentinel of Bur Oak trees. Gravestones witness to the hardship of prairie life in Ohio. The heart break of infants' graves convey a sorrow to me that goes beyond the short lives of men cut down in their prime. I am already long-in-the-tooth compared to these
pioneer people.



And I wonder, what good my knowledge? What purpose does it serve to know, this is Flowering Spurge, Euphorbia corollata? Perhaps, people and relationships are more important than the facts we acquire.
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Maybe this should be known simply as the "flower-woven-into-crowns" for barefooted children. I can almost hear their songs.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Alive... in a Cemetery

The Ohio prairie still lives in a remote cemetery. Standing among the tombstones in Smith and Bigelow Cemeteries, one is remined, this is the remainder of a once vast prairie. Like standing in an art museum before a Rembrandt or Monet, I suddenly felt very small and still in the presence of the century old oaks standing guard.

A chippy scolds us for disturbing the silence, then retreats to his grass-hidden lair.




Monuments from the 1850's pre-date man's passion for Ohio farm land, or at least his ability to readily claim the clay soil for agriculture.



Standing before the canvass of landscape, this living artwork depicts Ohio's prairies and the plant composition found centuries before white man. What planted garden could surpass this beauty?


Once thought to be extirpated from Ohio, Royal Catchfly, Silene regia still remains as a silent witness.


For more photos of American landscape and prairie musings, see Nina's incredible posting at Nature Remains.