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Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Wednesday, November 13, 2019
A BRP Drive Part Two
We didn't stop at Mount Mitchell this trip, but continued on north. After a bit the Parkway begins to descend, and at the lower elevation we saw more trees with leaves and more color.
Every time we pass the Laurel Knob overlook, I like to stop and visit the table mountain pines.
Table mountain pine is not one of the more common pines--this tree is only found in the southern Appalachains.
Pungens--the second part of its binomial scientific name--is Latin for sharp, and the table mountain pine is definitely prickly. It has stiff, sharp-pointed needles in bundles of two. Its cones have sharp, upward-curved prickles.
If you look up from underneath, you can see that the cones and dead branches are held on the tree for many years.
There's also a dead table mountain pine at the overlook that adds interest to a panoramic photo in the afternoon shadows.
Not far past the pines, we took highway 80 down towards Burnsville and then we made our way back to Madison county.
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| Golden beeches and fir snags |
Every time we pass the Laurel Knob overlook, I like to stop and visit the table mountain pines.
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| Table Mountain Pine, Pinus pungens |
Pungens--the second part of its binomial scientific name--is Latin for sharp, and the table mountain pine is definitely prickly. It has stiff, sharp-pointed needles in bundles of two. Its cones have sharp, upward-curved prickles.
If you look up from underneath, you can see that the cones and dead branches are held on the tree for many years.
There's also a dead table mountain pine at the overlook that adds interest to a panoramic photo in the afternoon shadows.
Not far past the pines, we took highway 80 down towards Burnsville and then we made our way back to Madison county.
Tuesday, November 12, 2019
A BRP Drive Part One
We woke up to snow this morning and a predicted low of 14° F tonight, making me think I should post some autumn photos before winter really sets it.
A week or so ago, the Pop and I went for a drive along the Blue Ridge Parkway. We left in mid-afternoon and drove down the hill to Weaverville and over to the Parkway from there and headed north. Sunshine, blue skies, fresh air, and just a bit of chill--a perfect autumn day.
First we stopped at the Craggy Gardens picnic area and took the trail up from there.
At this elevation--over 5,000 feet--many of the trees had already lost their leaves.
Beeches were one of the few that hadn't. Beeches can become quite large trees, but because they are more tolerant of shade than other trees, they're often found in the forest understory.
Back down the trail and into the car, we next stopped at the Craggy Gardens Visitor Center.
Just below the visitor center, mountain ashes are growing. Mountain ash is the North American version of the European rowan--a sacred tree of the British Isles. This must have been a "super bloom" year for the mountain ash, as well as for flowers growing on the California hillsides, because there were brilliant red berries everywhere.
In the winter cold, harsh winds blow up the valley shearing and shaping the trees, keeping them compact and twiggy.
Back to the car and onward through the tunnel.
More tomorrow.
A week or so ago, the Pop and I went for a drive along the Blue Ridge Parkway. We left in mid-afternoon and drove down the hill to Weaverville and over to the Parkway from there and headed north. Sunshine, blue skies, fresh air, and just a bit of chill--a perfect autumn day.
First we stopped at the Craggy Gardens picnic area and took the trail up from there.
At this elevation--over 5,000 feet--many of the trees had already lost their leaves.
Beeches were one of the few that hadn't. Beeches can become quite large trees, but because they are more tolerant of shade than other trees, they're often found in the forest understory.
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| American Beech, Fagus grandifolia |
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| Sunlight, blue skies, and golden beech leaves |
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| Mountain Ash, Sorbus americana |
In the winter cold, harsh winds blow up the valley shearing and shaping the trees, keeping them compact and twiggy.
Back to the car and onward through the tunnel.
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| Craggy Pinnacle Tunnel |
More tomorrow.
Labels:
autumn,
Blue-Ridge-Parkway,
flora,
trees
Location:
Western North Carolina, NC, USA
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Monstera
Choosing fabrics.
Preparing the pattern.
Piecing the sections.
Assembling the sections.
Monstera leaf!
Preparing the pattern.
Piecing the sections.
Assembling the sections.
Monstera leaf!
Sunday, June 3, 2018
End of May
The perfect hosta--
Unmarred by slug or bug.
The deepest purple iris--
With the most delicate of Spring scents.
I love daisies--
Nothing fancy needed.
Unmarred by slug or bug.
The deepest purple iris--
With the most delicate of Spring scents.
I love daisies--
Nothing fancy needed.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Rain
It's been really raining here. Three and a half inches in the last few days with more in the forecast. Heck Creek is really roaring.
Monday, May 14, 2018
Blackberry Summer?
High temperature today--90 degrees. Where's the traditional blackberry winter? It seems there was no Spring this year, just a long winter and now summer.
Thursday, May 3, 2018
Roadside Flowers
As I walk down the driveway to get the mail, I see the first of the year's fleabane. It's considered a weed, but I like the little white fringe around the egg-yolk yellow centers.
Across the road by the old barn is a field of ragwort or groundsel. It seems quite plentiful this year.
At the mailbox I decide to walk east down Heck Creek Road toward the blacktop. Scattered throughout the woods I see more ragwort and wild geranium.
Also, scattered on the forest floor and beside the ditch, mud-spattered, were
violets. The purple of violets is one of my favorite colors.
Where the road curves a bit and is shadier and wetter, I find the diminutive dwarf crested iris and rue anemone growing side by side.
A beautiful Spring day.
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| Common fleabane, Erigeron philadelphicus |
Across the road by the old barn is a field of ragwort or groundsel. It seems quite plentiful this year.
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| Golden ragwort, Senecio aureus |
At the mailbox I decide to walk east down Heck Creek Road toward the blacktop. Scattered throughout the woods I see more ragwort and wild geranium.
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| Wild Geranium, Geranium maculatum |
Also, scattered on the forest floor and beside the ditch, mud-spattered, were
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| Common blue violet, Viola sororia |
Where the road curves a bit and is shadier and wetter, I find the diminutive dwarf crested iris and rue anemone growing side by side.
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| Rue anemone, Thalictrum thalictroides |
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| Dwarf crested iris, Iris cristata |
A beautiful Spring day.
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