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Showing posts with label ash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ash. Show all posts
Saturday, 17 October 2015
After the Storm
There was a big storm here 28 years ago. All the old oak and ash trees are still alive, but leaning or growing up from a recumbent trunk. And they are interspersed with many tall, straight 28 year olds.
Friday, 16 October 2015
Monday, 3 August 2015
Shaggy Bracket
Tuesday, 4 June 2013
Sunrise Ash
Labels:
ash,
Fraxinus,
kirkcudbright,
photography,
sunlight,
tree,
tree-fetish
Location:
Dumfries and Galloway, UK
Monday, 27 August 2012
Cramp Balls
Monday Mushroom #30
Cramp balls are black globs of brittle, charcoal-like matter often found emerging from ash wood.
In cross-section they show a distincive pattern of concentric rings.
They are sometimes called King Alfred's Cakes in reference to the this old story (2nd paragraph.)
The other common name - cramp balls - rises from a belief that carrying a cramp ball about your person makes you immune to cramp. Certainly I have never suffered from cramp while carrying a cramp ball.
Cramp balls are black globs of brittle, charcoal-like matter often found emerging from ash wood.
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| Daldinia concentrica - Cramp Ball |
In cross-section they show a distincive pattern of concentric rings.
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| Daldinia concentrica - Cramp Ball |
They are sometimes called King Alfred's Cakes in reference to the this old story (2nd paragraph.)
The other common name - cramp balls - rises from a belief that carrying a cramp ball about your person makes you immune to cramp. Certainly I have never suffered from cramp while carrying a cramp ball.
Labels:
ash,
cramp ball,
daldinia,
fungi,
fungus,
mushrooms,
photography
Tuesday, 2 August 2011
Winter Weeping Ash
Tree-fetish Tuesday #19
I am no lover of winter - all the insects and reptiles are dormant, the trees are bare as if dead. It is too cold to tarry out of doors and too dark to photograph most of what one sees. The mushrooms are over, camping can be fatal, heating bills are huge and the days are shorter than a decently long walk. I love the turning of the seasons, but would be happy with a winter half as long as those I experience here.
I am no lover of winter - all the insects and reptiles are dormant, the trees are bare as if dead. It is too cold to tarry out of doors and too dark to photograph most of what one sees. The mushrooms are over, camping can be fatal, heating bills are huge and the days are shorter than a decently long walk. I love the turning of the seasons, but would be happy with a winter half as long as those I experience here.
Labels:
argyll,
ash,
cowal,
photography,
sunlight,
tree,
treefetish,
winter
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