Wild Yarrow (Achillea Millefolium)
The wild yarrow loves areas of disturbed soil. We found this particular batch on a cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean one afternoon when we went fishing as a family. The only path down to one of Josh's favorite spots is over a cliff edge down the rocks to an area that during low tide is full of delightful tide pools, and muscle beds. The fish seem to like it too. As we walked down the path, Emma shouted out "Yarrow!" and sure enough, clinging to the sandy soil, hugging the ground amidst the Oregon grape and other native plants, was a large batch of Yarrow. The harsh winds and salty air seemed to embue it with a particularly fragrant strength. I harvested enough to make a little dried powder for a wound styptic, a glycerite, and a tincture for my family. The rest we left to nod and dance on the edge of the sea.