Showing posts with label mosses and lichens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mosses and lichens. Show all posts

Saturday, 23 February 2019

Lophocolea Stump Part 3

I had an enjoyable morning bumbling about on the south slope of the garden. I saw my first two bees of the year foraging in the gorse that grows against the den (Toad calls it his studio).
First bee I've seen; spot the spider also.

Between scything swathes of the main Whorled Caraway patch, I took some pics of the old spruce stump that I nicknamed the Lophocolea Stump on account of this liverwort covering its top surface. More about that can be seen here in an old post. Below are some of today's photos showing its progress or rotting down, breaking down and being broken down–magpies in particular seem to like jabbing at it.


Whorled Caraway leaf and the patch I scythed and raked. It will fill with pignut flowers and then whorled caraway as the year progresses.


What's growing on the stump. I need to gen up on moss names. There are at least four mosses including a polytrichum, what I think is Common Tamarisk Moss, Springy Turf Moss, as well as Heath Bedstraw.


The west and east faces of the stump today:


Saturday, 15 November 2014

Little She-Bear and I went a-wandering near Aberfoyle

The first stop was a coffeeshop stop. I'm testing as many Empire Biscuits as I can get at. I'm getting so skilled that I can test them even by eye nowadays and the ones in the coffeeshop we stopped at had  icing that was too hard, I could tell just by looking, so I had a vanilla slice instead. She-Bear had carrot cake. We sampled each other's choices as well, natch. Both efforts got quite high marks out of ten but weren't as good as we could make at home or the ones we had eaten as kids made by local bakers. Ah well... but you have to try. Nothing ventured, etc.

Gate near a bridge over River Endrick



The next stop was at a gate just before the bridge over the Endrick Water on the road between Drymen and Aberfoyle.

Because it was an interesting gate.
Gate post
A true friend is someone who will stop, turn her car and go back to dump you at a gate, get the car out of the way so you can photograph said gate, then go and find somewhere to park off the road, and wait while you wander over a bridge peering at mosses and lichens on the bridge stonework. The next time we are on that road I may need to be the driver so that we can stop, get out and go to explore the bridge underpinnings as well.

Mossy gate in Aberfoyle

Another gate or two thrust themselves upon my notice before we went for a walk along the river.


mossy gate 2
Autumn larches










It was not a bright day but we enjoyed the autumnal colours of the larches and cloud covered hills and of the grasses on the floodplains of the River Forth.







Part of our walk was along an old railway track. We didn't realise this at first so certain objects were slightly puzzling

railway signal

until we saw this and the blue information notice at the end,            
and then it all made sense.

There were some lovely things along the track–


owl carving with fungus
–fungi on trees over the river and on carved owls, beautiful red berries we didn't recognise, pools containing and reflecting natural beauty,



gate with mosses and lichens
and bryophytically enhanced gates! 

    Definitely a successful wander, we thought!

Friday, 7 February 2014

7 Feb PJ Wander

Three photos of the sunrise, moving slightly more north of east each time. I like the patterns on the water.







Flowering currant bud burst


Moss and lichen on a cherry tree


Winter grass and old cherry bark


From two days ago

Dried alchemilla leaves and stalks in the flowerbed; plenty of homes for wee beasties in there



The cowberry bush that has its roots in and under the old fallen cherry tree seems fine


As does the honeysuckle


Dragged an old oak log down from the top to saw up for firewood. This shows the underside of a bracket fungus that was growing on it.

Thursday, 21 November 2013

My moss carpet

This, believe it or not, is an improvement


See: 
 all the stuff I scraped and swept up

... grasses unwanted in this location, growing between the old, old slabs. It was quite hard work with a spade, hoes various, and brushes. Daisies grow there too, and forget-me-nots. I've left some for the spring. But I didn't want my moss carpet to be smothered. I still have a lot of moss studying to do. I wonder if Father Christmas got my note about a camera attachment for the microscope?

Here are some parts of the moss carpet.
I used to discourage it but have admitted defeat and now propose to enjoy it.






ME payback now kicking in so I shall give in there too and go and rest.