Until July 2017, documenting the seasons of coastal Dorset. I'm a complete amateur so don't trust I'm always right. If ever you see I'm wrong - whether with identifications or in anything else - do say! Meanwhile . . . I've now moved to Halifax in West Yorkshire. Click on the link below to collect the new URL. Don't forget to follow there!
Showing posts with label CHRISTMAS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CHRISTMAS. Show all posts

Saturday, 24 December 2011

THE BERRIES TURN BLACK FOR CHRISTMAS

Christmas Eve.


The sun touches the elder


and the blackthorn is stark against the sky;


the buddleia has lost its senses


and a magpie pauses.

Best of all, the ivy berries have turned black for Christmas. I didn't think they'd make it but a few have managed to turn in time.



All's well with this little bit of the world.

Hope all is well with you too.

Have a very happy Christmas and a happy, hedgeful 2012.

(All photos were taken today, December 24th 2011.)


Saturday, 3 December 2011

EXPLODING IVY

December 2nd 2011

I'm stuck. I'm well and truly stuck. I've tried to understand - and failed.

Julia of Plot 108 has tried to help me out. She's given me some very useful links (here's one) - but I'm still lost. I really can't understand ivy.


I see it creeping on its little feet behind the loose bark of trees, burdening branches, pulling down walls. I know you can grow a new plant if you cut off a piece that has toes - but when it comes to its flowers and berries - I'm lost but entranced.

December 2nd 2011

Ivy persists and blunders its way into almost anything. Ditto me. In the true spirit of this blog, I will not let ignorance get in its way.

December 2nd 2011

When the berries are ripe, they will be black. They are far from this yet but all sorts of other stages are around together so, by posting before the sequence is complete, I hope these pictures will encourage you to go and look for yourselves.

December 2nd 2011

November 4th 2011


Ivy produces flowers only where it is sunny - and it is often allowed to thrive only in shade - which is why many of us are unfamiliar with what they look like. And where it flowers, its leaves change. They become elongated instead of heart shaped.



November 4th 2011

And why do I talk of explosions? . . . I first began taking photographs of ivy at the beginning of November, just when our town had a firework display. I'd always assumed the huge ones with which such events always end represent chrysanthemums. Now I know I've been wrong. They are ivy.

November 17th 2011

Just see below!

November 3rd 2011

November 4th 2011

November 4th 2011

Not all of them make it . . .

November 17th 2011

But many do - and, when they are ripe and black and it's time to sing carols about them - it will be Christmas!

Sunday, 3 January 2010

ESTHER'S BORING CHRISTMAS PLANT



Here is a boring post about a boring plant. Esther's Worthing bought it as a Christmas tree. In the end, they decided 25cms (10 inches) wasn't quite big enough, even for them. (In her post, she says 10cms but that's because she took Worthing's estimate without checking.)

She doesn't know what it is. I don't know what it is. She asked if I would put photos here in the hope someone (you?) might identify it.

"No", I said, - "It's neither 'loose' nor is it 'leafy'".

"It's only loosely a plant," she suggested, hopefully.

I looked at it - and agreed. So, here it is.

"You realise," she added. "You run the risk of being hounded out of Blotanical?"

I nodded. "Everyone will laugh at us."

"They'll laugh because they'll know what it is and we don't."

I nodded again.

"And they'll get angry because they'll all say it's beautiful, even though we don't like it."

Another nod.

"I think it'll be alright in the end," she said. "They know a bargain when they see one, those Blotanical sorts. That pot is worth £3:00 on its own - and it came with a 'plant' already in it."

Maybe we're covered.

Esther suggested I should take the plant for a walk by so we could get to know each other. I demurred but she chivvied us out of doors so I took it to the sea.


And now for the plant.


Here is its top.


Here is its woody stem. (The plant was lieing on its side at the time.)




And here is its bottom.

One conical plant.

See the cassette case by which to measure it?

Anyone know what it is?

Anyone prepared to sing for its virtues?
P.S. This post will only make sense if read in conjuction with Esther Montgomery's Christmas Post (Part One). Apologies to usual readers for this interpolation. We'll be back to fungi soon.
Lucy

P.S.  Esther's just been round with the anwer.  It's Chamaecyparis thyoides 'Top Point'.