Sleipnir’s fetlocks! The human female has ACTUALLY shoved her trotters into hiking boots and dragged her saggy fundament out into the woods. She’s out at Lick Creek Park, helping some Honors Biology students who are learning how to run transects, census trees, and measure weird things like Diameter at Breast Height. (I don’t want to know.)
Because of all the cold weather and gray skies this winter, the local flora is LATE. Things should be leaping into flower right about now, but nary a blossom is in sight. The human female is having to dust off her knowledge of Trees in Winter Condition. I’m letting all the talk of bud scales, leaf scars, and lentils go in one ear and out the other, but Sigyn is hanging on every syllable.
Oh, well, I guess I am hanging too.
Now that I look, this is very interesting. We have here crustose, fruticose, AND foliose lichens, all on one branch. Not precisely plants, but they are at least green.
Now we are getting to the trees. This is winged elm. No leaves, but the twigs are good and weird.
They are all flat, and.. bacony.
Hold! What’s this?! Finally, something in bloom! And it’s not some tiny, timid, little spring wildflower, it’s a big tree! Mexican plum doesn’t look like much when its wearing its leaves later on, but it’s surely showy now.
Time for some serious dangling. Sigyn’s out of practice–we both are–but look at that form!