PREPARING FOR MAGNIFICENCE

Shades of orange are traditionally associated with autumn and as I was walking around my garden to check on the progress of the aloes dotted about, my eye was caught by these bright spots:

This fungi has appeared on an aloe stem and looks rather attractive when looked at more closely:

Back to the aloes though. I am heartened by the appearance of many tightly closed buds, such as this one:

The tall Aloe ferox in the front garden has been pushing up its swelling spikes unseen until now:

Soon these rather insignificant looking spikes will grow tall – you can see a discarded dry stem from last season still hooked onto the leaves – and unfurl into a magnificent display of colour. Watch this space!

EARTH DAY 2018

Not only is Earth Day to celebrate what we know we have, to rejoice in the diversity of the natural world, and to resolve to do our best to protect it as best we can, it is also about discovering some of nature’s richness we were unaware of. Take this, for example:

It was attracting flies and so needed a closer look:

A large ‘ice-cream cone’ in shape:

The flies are definitely attracted what could be construed as ‘chocolate sauce’:

Today is the first time I have seen such a fungus growing in my garden. If anyone can identify it I would be very pleased.

Happy Earth Day!

MUSHROOMS

I often think of Sylvia Plath’s poem, Mushrooms, whenever I happen across one or other form of fungi in the garden.

Overnight, very

Whitely, discreetly,

Very quietly

Our toes, our noses

Take hold on the loam,

Acquire the air.

Nobody sees us,

Stops us, betrays us;

The small grains make room.

Soft fists insist on

Heaving the needles,

The leafy bedding,

Even the paving.

Our hammers, our rams,

Earless and eyeless,

Perfectly voiceless,

Widen the crannies,

Shoulder through holes. We

Diet on water,

On crumbs of shadow,

Bland-mannered, asking

Little or nothing.

So many of us!

So many of us!

We are shelves, we are

Tables, we are meek,

We are edible,

Nudgers and shovers

In spite of ourselves.

Our kind multiplies:

We shall by morning

Inherit the earth.

Our foot’s in the door.