As promised the other day, loving close-ups of birch bark. Because it’s so beautiful and graphic and flaky and jagged and smooth and speckled and interesting. I mean, it’s white. It pretty much forces you to look at it. A lot of bark looks pretty much alike. NOT BIRCH BARK.
I’m not 1000% certain these are elm fruits (samaras), but I’m pretty sure. They’re all over the woods right now. Did I say “they”? Maybe I meant “it.” Maybe I’m taking pictures of the same one, over and over again.
Pictures from today’s walk:
I was so excited about the weather yesterday, I took something like 37,000 pictures. Here are a few more that I liked. This post is all about trees and leaves. You know, like 80% of this blog.
Continued from this post earlier, these pictures were taken in the yard at large and on and near the lane that runs between the two large ravines behind our backyard.
Well, today was a rare still day, and with temperatures up around 40 the weather down in the woods was downright fabulous. I thought I’d take a gander at the temporary stream, which was frozen by the time I got down there but running freely, at least at its end, by the time I left. I wasn’t sure where it drained before — it dried up completely at a random spot in the woods, the last I saw — but today I was able to see that it drains into “my” (precious) gully. Which makes sense and also helps explain why the gully is the gully. (See pictures of the gully here and here.)
I’m probably going to be repeating myself a lot in the coming weeks, but wow, even just in the last couple of days the forest floor has changed. Before, you had to go looking for the new growth, but now you can see some with even the more careless glance about. Or maybe you can’t. I wouldn’t know, as I am excessively careful with my looking.
Anyway, since the stream wasn’t especially fascinating today, I spent most of my time at the riverbank and the sandbar.
We’re looking at a couple inches of snow tomorrow, so perhaps I’ll take a snowy expedition tomorrow afternoon.
What strange weather today. When I went for a mid-afternoon walk, it was overcast, about 42 degrees, and crazy windy. It’s windy out here a lot of the time, often unpleasantly so, but today the wind actually felt kind of warm. Not exactly a tropical breeze warm, but a warmth more on the side of spring than winter, anyway. What’s nice out here is the wooded, protected areas that block breeze; the ravine behind our house feels even more sheltered.
I spent a good deal of the walk alongside a little seasonal stream that carries water away from the road up at the top of the ravine. It’s been freezing and unfreezing the last couple of weeks — see some pictures I took here, when it was frozen — but today, the shallowest stretches, pretty much puddles, were thawed. Water started dripping down from the trees, and then it started dripping more, and then it started…RAINING! But it was barely dripping, so I stayed outside for another hour or so.
By the time I got back to the house the rain was coming down a little harder, and now it has turned into snow, as if to defy my expectations of what mid-February weather should look like. Point taken, weather gods.
3. A depression filling with water just to the side of the stream; it seems to have the same beer-colored effect going on as what happens in the driveway….you can see pictures of that little phenomenon here.
More pictures from yesterday (a.k.a. Coldathon 2012). When I got back to the house I discovered I did not get some of the pictures I wanted because my finger had not pressed all the way down on the button and I was too cold to tell.
Because it’s not a day in my life without leaf close-ups.
Because it’s not a day in my life without bark close-ups.
One of winter’s recommendations is being able to really see trees’ shapes. I could go for a real live flower right about now, but when spring comes I’ll miss being able to see this network of branches as well as I can now.