Festival of the Trees #5

I’ve had such fun reading through and organising all the submissions. I hope you enjoy them too. Most had an accompanying illustration. For the few that didn’t I’ve selected something I thought appropriate. Please, posters concerned, let me know if you have any objection.

downpour.jpg My own contribution, and that of my two helpers pictured left, is some tree audio. Friend H and son A kicked through drifts of dry leaves, pushed past brittle foliage on branches, snapped twigs and stood (and crouched) with great forbearance while I recorded the sudden downpour thrashing on the leaves. Thank you H and A for the sound of trees!
Yes, suddenly, it’s autumn, as Bev notes on Burning Silo.
Bear creek and soft maple leaves. Larry Ayers views Bear Creek And Its Trees from ground level to get the full carpet-effct of the fallen leaves. His dog Tucker looked on tolerantly at this behaviour. Later in his walk he finds vast leaves on a tiny sycamore sapling and speculate on the possible cause of their scale.
bigleaf.jpg And while we’re on the subject of the outsized, big leaf maple is the self-explanatory title of a post by the Dharma Bums. They’re sweet too, apparently. Their sap. The ones with big leaves.
A small leaf here, but one of many Fallen – leaves, death, seduction and the tempted Eve are woven together by Lorianne at Hoarded Ordinaries.
mountain ash over the arbor Death too haunts Sharon Brogan’s Snapshot Poem 04 October 2006 at Watermark. Yet I can’t help thinking that the bright scarlet-orange of the mountain ash berries in her picture show there’s brightness as well.
Backlit_lvs5_low_res Colour, form and light – Backlit Ninebark by the botanizing Larry Hufford.
swamp.jpg The frequent rains have enlarged the local swamps and the still water mirrors the emptiness above writes BodySoulSpirit in Family trees in October. She posts three images of trees from three different family members and muses on their symbolism.
In Understory Lorianne of Hoarded Ordinaries raises her eyes to the lower levels and honours the hangers-on.
leaves.jpg So why do leaves change colour and get pushed off their parent trees? I thought I knew, but recent research as outlined by Jeremy in A Festival of Leaves threatens to overturn the received wisdom of my school biology lessons. Read more of Jeremy’s science writing at the Voltage Gate.
mushroom.jpg Jade of Arboreality (and the host of this Festival next month) has been Playing in the Pocono Forests and shows us it’s not only leaves that are in ruddy colour.
Mushrooms_1 More mycology at Broad Meadow Brook, as seen by Leslee of 3rd House Journal This trunk with its mushroom footpegs looks like a ladder.
gspruce.jpg A sunset colour here, but perennial not autumnal. Joe Kissell presents The Golden Spruce – Tragic fall of a legendary tree posted at Interesting Thing of the Day. A highly unusual Sitka Spruce tree in British Columbia had golden needles and a conical shape, and was revered by nearby indigenous people. It was cut down by a logger-turned-environmentalist in a bizarre twist of illogic.
Another dead tree here, but what a whopper! For the story of this driftwood read Bev’s entry on Burning Silo.
fraserfir.jpg From gone to going… John Ruberry of Marathon Pundit was at Great Smoky Mountains National Park and found bad news for Fraser Firs.
needles.jpg Needles drop too… in this case the needles of the Pinus Strobus. As well as pictures Cindy of Riverrim also gives a useful tip for measuring the approximate height of a tree.
krummholz.jpg Butuki’s post The Lungs of the Mountain God (at Laughing Knees) is included here for the beautiful pictures of larch and elfinwood and creeping pine included in it. Read it too, for the exquisite writing of the account of a walk (walk?!) up Kurobe Peak and the non-tree-related pictures. The shot chosen to represent the post here is called “Kurobe krummholz” and, curious, I wanted to know what a krummholz is. What an excellent word.
Equisetum_guttation Another great word, another great picture and another great entry from Larry Hufford at botanizing: The guttating horsetail. The post qualifies for inclusion because of its references to the now-extinct tree horsetails, in case you were wondering. If, like me, you hadn’t come across guttation, read to the end to find out what it is. And read the comments to find out why the horsetail makes an excellent pan-scrubber.
This weirdly-angled trunk is a yellow birch, one of several photographed by Dave Bonta of Via Negativa on his recent return to Bear Heaven in West Virginia’s Monongahela National Forest. He mentions its orogenous zone in passing as well as a legendary purple dye known as orchil. More new words for my list. Although Dave found some aspects of the trip disappointing his photographs never fail to delight. For the swiftly-connected there’s a slideshow here.
Maracas Beach, border= What a spectacular view! Find out in Appreciating Nature why for year Nneka just couldn’t appreciate it, as posted at Balanced Life Center.
mango tree Despite loving climbing trees and loving mangoes and having been in places with an abundance of mango trees I’ve never actually been in the branches of one. Now I know what I’m missing thanks to the poem Midday at Very Like A Whale. Mmmmmm. Lick that juice before the bees find you.
At Naturally Connected Wendy tells us why Burlingame calls itself the “City of Trees” and shows us how large “heritage” trees are protected – wherever they may be growing.
cornus.jpg Here’s another big tree – sent in by Julian of Bubble Brothers. The post is called Gather ye rosebuds, &c, – endangered species and concerns both this majestic Cornus kousa as well as an apparent wine-lake. The latter is related to Julian’s current job as a wine merchant. In his submission he says I’m certainly no photographer, and wasn’t able to make gardening pay, but here’s a tree that takes some of the sting out of having to serve Mammon. Plant ya now, dig ya later! I imagine the contents of Mammon’s bottles are quite efficacious in sting-relief too.
tane-mahuta1.JPG Tane mahuta is the last and perhaps the biggest of our big tree section. The god of the forest, the son of the sky father and earth mother, he ripped them apart allowing life to flourish. Lucy Kempton met the forest god’s forest incarnation while in New Zealand, and also found his grandeur in a rather more prosaic setting.
In this section we see some entries where words are foremost, starting with the Ballad of Penelope from Alan Van Dine of Light Verse for a Heavy Universe. Penelope dreams of finery while sprucelike, she lingers silently, contemplating the sorry fates of family members. Her story has a happy ending. Well, I think it does. But I can’t be sure.
bonsaicrabapple.jpg One poet highlights another – Juliet Wilson posts Three haiku on Trees by Sandy Hiss on her blog Bolts of Silk.
bamboo.jpg Read A landscape of holes where things once were. Chris Clarke writes at Creek Running North and he’s one of the best writers on the web. This post transcends summary by me. Just read it.
seagulls.jpg This last entry isn’t really about trees at all. It’s actually about the River Ribble in the north of England. I’ve included it for three reasons – firstly the delightful drawing of the seagulls and the sun making friends which contains trees; secondly it’s a piece of good environmental news and thirdly the blog links to Global Voices. I’m the host. I’m allowed to be biased.

The next host will be Arboreality – Tree Blogging. Send links to Jade by email: jadeblackwater [at] brainripples [dot] com to arrive with her no later than Nov. 29

20 Replies to “Festival of the Trees #5”

  1. Hooray! I love this thumbnail format, and I can’t wait to curl up & read each post, one by one. Thanks for being the “hostess with the mostess.” đŸ™‚

  2. I absolutely love the sound-scape and look forward to browsing all the other tree-posts. How did you manage to get that rhythm into the crunching (marching?) leaves? And the roar…what is that??

  3. Thanks all!

    Larry, the pleasure is all mine. It’s as much a journey of discovery for me as anyone else coming here and it’s been great.

    Natalie – so glad you asked! I recorded raw sound of each particular tree-related noise, then edited and looped it. Then I mixed the individual tracks together. There were, I think, four –
    the two helpers kicking through the leaves on the ground; the two of them brushing past dead leaves on branches; a single looped squeak of two branches rubbing together and the roaring sound which is actually the sound of very (very!) heavy rain falling on leaves. I held the mic right up to the underside of some low-hanging foliage. I ended up with about 12 different snap! sounds and I placed them individually along the mix. This was all recorded on Hampstead Heath and heavily contaminated by the low-flying aircraft approaching Heathrow so that’s why I decided on the cut-loop-mix formula rather than something more naturalistic. That way I could cut out the planes and the sounds of dog-walkers’ conversations. And the unmistakable noise of Maizy panting heavily as she thundered towards me across the beech mast!

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  5. You know what… it’s actually a bonsai crabapple tree… when I found it I yipped aloud with delight since the image of the crabapple in the haiku was the one which had made the deepest impression on me. I’m so glad you like it.

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  7. Due to being more or less out fo the loop for the last few weeks I was completely unaware of all this hubub going on. So much wonderful writing and seeing and living going on! It’s a joy to be part of it. Thanks so very much for including me among the things that you have been reading…

  8. I found the Festival of Trees through Daniel’s post on Botany Photo of the Day. Boy am I glad he posted the link. What a great collection of blog posts you’ve gathered here — I’m just spent the last 3 hours browsing around the treefestival sites and blogs, getting lost, backtracking, getting lost again. stopping for picnics in woodlands, under trees, in deep forests… I will most definitely be back to your blog in particular, and to the other festivals.

  9. I’m delighted Maureen! That’s the general idea of the various carnivals and festivals, to spread the linky love.

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