↑Dark of the Moon, "Chapter 6: The High Council" — "they saw the wolf standard of Hollens, Lord Danior, flying from the branch of an apple tree in the orchard just outside the northern barbican."
↑The Gates of Tagmeth, "Chapter I: Gothregor" — "Rowan sent them to the relative safety of the apple orchard north of Gothregor,"
↑ 3.03.13.2To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XVII: Into the Wilds", I — "At dusk they halted beside a stream. Above, it coiled out of sight around pine and tamarack with a muted roar beyond that suggested a waterfall. Below, it slowed to meander down through a rich, sloping meadow fringed at the bottom with trees. […] Then she pitched camp under the boughs of a mountain ash with the chuckling stream nearby."
↑ 4.04.14.24.3To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XVII: Into the Wilds", I — "the tang of the evergreen ironwood in the breeze blowing off the heights. […] Lavender true-love and pink shooting stars spangled grass that dipped and swayed in the wind. Among the trees, wood rose and blue bell lit the dappled shadows. Then the land plunged down into fern-laced ravines and up into stands of fluttering aspen which had at last achieved their summer arborage."
↑ 5.05.15.2Dark of the Moon, "Chapter 8: Interlude with Jewel-Jaws" — "The road twisted back and forth, hugging the curve of the river, past larch and maple. He could smell smoke now too, a stale, wet stink. He rounded a clump of red sumac and there were the ruins of the station,"
↑ 6.06.16.26.36.46.5The Gates of Tagmeth, "Chapter XIII: Death and Life" — " 'Lavender, sage, ginger, nutmeg, raspberry leaves… […] Black tansy,' "
↑Seeker's Mask, "Part III: The Riverland", II — "Down the rapids came a tall, golden willow."
↑The Gates of Tagmeth, "Chapter IX: A Lather of Yackcarn" — "a fresh pad of comfrey leaves. 'Bruise-wort, we call it, as well as knit-bone.' "