Did the westering sun once shine upon them, its golden light awakening the yellows and oranges, citrines and auburns of flowers that bloomed across the plain in profusion? Was the sunset every night a celebration of auric hues, where sky and petal met in perfect complementarity? Was this the vista that inspired Tolkein’s concept of the Uttermost West, or the Field of Gold in the tales of the Celts?
Maybe. It’s hard to tell now that the whole area is covered in McMansions. The first Celt to set foot here was likely an Irish-born escaped convict; and Tolkien’s concept of the West owes more to his time serving in World War One than any other source. If flowers of gold once bloomed here, they are long gone now, most likely destroyed as weeds or incinerated in a bushfire.
Or perhaps the West Meadows are part of a set. Perhaps, along with East Meadow (a township in upper New York state), South Meadows (a hamlet in Northumberland) and North Meadows (a locality in Strathroy, Canada), it forms part of a set of locations that surround some mystical central point.
But most likely, it’s simply named for being west of Broadmeadows. And lucky not to have been named Broadwest.
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