Bloodroots (are doin’ it for themselves)

bloodroot
anthers away

My Facebook feed is full of bloodroot right now. Sanguinaria canadensis. Bloodroot is the first big, splashy native ephemeral, and thus popular among macro-lensed flower nerds compelled to document signs of spring.
Ephemeral means it isn’t splashy for long, so I dashed to Warner Park Nature Center today to get my bloodroot fix. Continue reading “Bloodroots (are doin’ it for themselves)”

When Leaves Don’t Leave: Marcescence

beech leaves
last year’s beech leaves and bud for this year’s leaves

Quick, I have to talk about old leaves before new ones happen. Saw a tulip poplar headed toward budburst this morning, so I need to hurry.

Have you noticed how some deciduous trees drop every leaf in fall, but others hang on to leaves all winter? Oaks, for example? I’d wondered about oaks for years, and was never satisfied with the “they used to be evergreen” explanation, despite seeing always-green Live Oaks just one state over. Didn’t all trees evolve from conifers way back before the Cretaceous debut of flowering plants? So, are oaks somehow “less deciduous” than maples or hackberries, which consistently drop every leaf directly onto my lawn each fall?

Marcescence. That’s the word that describes the phenomenon of winter leaves that linger. It doesn’t explain it, but at least it names it. From the Latin marcere / wither. The leaf’s food supply is cut off, but the leaf isn’t. Apparently, the word is used with fungi too, to describe types that dry utterly but revive with a bit of moisture.

After I started Naturalist training, I noticed beech trees kept winter leaves, too: pale, peachy-tan leaves warm against silver trunks. Wherever the gray hills of Warner woods are splashed with that peculiar color—peach/brown/yellow/gold—that’s where young beeches march to the ridge.

They also make music. On a quiet walk, the only leaves that aren’t under my feet are beech rattling overhead at the slightest wind.

Research with the word marcescent led me to one more local species to join oak and beech: hop hornbeam (Ostrya virginana). I hadn’t noticed these because they weren’t on my usual beat. But they were. At the Couchville Cedar Glade bioblitz our team stumbled streamside among young, fluttering trees I assumed were baby beeches. But when I stopped to admire the buds, expecting long, pointy paintbrushes, I found short and pudgy: hop hornbeam. What a thrill. The textbook marcescent trio is now personal. I’ve seen all three Species Most Likely to Linger, and in all their withered glory: oak, beech, hop hornbeam.*

None of this explains why, though. Or explains what advantages leaf retention may offer.
I gathered a few opinions:

The Beech family occupies a “middle ground between evergreen and deciduous.”
Marcescence is an evolutionary “delay.”
Marcescence is a “juvenile trait,” for younger trees and lower branches.
Lower branches cloaked in dead leaves can protect buds from browsing deer.
Lower branches cloaked in dead leaves can provide insulation during snowfall.
Marcescence can reduce moisture loss: Oak and Beech tend to grow on dry, sometimes infertile sites.
Leaves that fall in spring act as timed fertilizer for the soil, just when awakening trees are better able to use it.

All these sound plausible, but there is one confirmed benefit: winter leaves help me identify trees.

We don’t have to remember marcescence or how to spell it, but the idea comes in handy as another clue to what’s around.

*Oak, beech and hop hornbeam aren’t the only species. See this article for more info: Winter Leaves That Hang On.

Dog-walk treasures (Catalpa pod)

hackberry shavings, acorns

Even a short, neighborhood dog-walk turns up fistfuls of late winter treasure: acorns to ID, a flap of birch bark, and—thanks to recent chainsaw work—as much fresh hackberry shavings as can fit in a dog poop bag. But even I know the magic of these seasonal accessories has an expiration date. Once spring really kicks in, will acorns and bark be as irresistible?

Which means I need to quickly share another limited-time-only gem: a Catalpa pod. Continue reading “Dog-walk treasures (Catalpa pod)”

Couchville Cedar Glade after winter rain

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the trail

Couchville Cedar Glade is a family favorite because it’s easy to get to and the loop trail is only one mile. Sometimes, we walk with people for whom one mile of Nature is enough. Proximity to a Sonic drive-in is another plus. Our Pavlovian response to a walk at Couchville involves Tater Tots and vanilla shakes. Continue reading “Couchville Cedar Glade after winter rain”

Stealing Christmas Trees

stealing xmas trees
for the birds

Once you start stealing Christmas trees, you may not want to stop. I’ve got three right now. The best was the dried-up cedar by the curb a block over. My kid hauled it home for me, dragging it behind like a giant peacock tail.

From Dec. 26 through February, hundreds of used Christmas trees get tossed to the curbs at Metro’s 12 tree-cycling locations. Ideally, they all get chipped for mulch—mountains of free mulch—but the truth is, not all tree tossers read the rules. Trees that are stuck in stands, strung with lights, draped with tinsel, or flocked with whatever “flocking” is made of can NOT be recycled. They go to the landfill. So, these are rejects I steal first.   Continue reading “Stealing Christmas Trees”