The scent of mountain mahogany is the most
powerful memory from my time spent in Great Basin National Park. September
rains infused the mountain air with a wonderful licorice smell that took me a
few days to realize was this ubiquitous tree. I loved the hours I spent
knitting in the mountains surrounded by these trees and that smell. I created a
headband that echoes the mahogany bark and reminds me of the scent every time I
wear it.
Info from the pattern: Mountain mahogany is not a
true mahogany but instead is in the rose family. It gets its name from the
dense, heavy wood, which sinks in water. This shrubby, slow-growing tree
thrives where other plants struggle: rocky, gravelly slopes in high mountain
areas, with little water and plenty of sun. When it rains, the sweet licorice
smell of the mountain mahogany infuses the air, encapsulating you in the
landscape. This artwork was produced under the Darwin Lambert Artist in
Residence Program at Great Basin National Park.