from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- n. A stemless evergreen perennial plant (Galax urceolata) of the eastern United States, having a rosette of glossy, heart-shaped leaves and small white flowers in spikelike clusters. Also called beetleweed, coltsfoot, wandflower.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. A genus of plants, referred to the natural order Diapensiaceæ, of a single species, G. aphylla, found in open woods from Virginia to Georgia.
- n. The plant Galax aphylla, known also as galaxy and beetle-weed. Because of its persistent shining leaves galax is gathered in large quantities and sold by florists for ornamental purposes.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. tufted evergreen perennial herb having spikes of tiny white flowers and glossy green round to heart-shaped leaves that become coppery to maroon or purplish in fall
Other mountain flora found here include rhododendron, azalea, galax, mountain laurel, pitch pine, table mountain pine, and various ferns.
There were huge blooming patches of galax, fire-weed, and other wildflowers on the hillside far above me, but there was a very attractive dead snag-if one was a bee-poking out of the heavy growth some way below.
Displayed on mantel or table with the Bible, a taper, sprigs of galax, so that the effect was altarlike.
They left the rock and hunted on, going netherward into a damp swale rich with the odor of places where galax grows, descending through scattered clumps of twisted laurel to a thin creek.
Together they cast a breedy scent like that arising from dank beds of galax, and it overpowered even the reek of the strange meat.
The fragance of galax and rotted leaves, damp dirt.
One was on her knees before the altar, praying before a brilliant depth depiction of swirling nebulae and galax-ies.
Taking off the top, Alice lifted out a huge bunch of beautiful galax leaves and another of the daintiest sprays of evergreen.
He left Mrs. Morgan stretching her plump feet and puffy hands to enjoy the flames 'warmth, while her keen eyes examined every corner of the bare room, its tidily swept hearth, and the bunch of galax leaves on the table.
So much depression of spirit was in his attitude, even listless despair, as he stood in the vacant apartment, looking down at the silver bowl on the table, filled with white roses and galax leaves, freshly gathered; so much of the thought in his mind was expressed in his face, distinct and definite in the firelight, despite the clouds at the dim window, that