In case you don’t think tree names are descriptive consider the bitternut hickory (Carya cordiformis). Closely related to pecans (Carya illinoinensis) the nuts are so unpleasant that even squirrels avoid them. That explains why I found so many on the ground at Yellow Creek State Park on 6 November.
I didn’t know what they were so I brought several home to identify them. The thin husk that splits just halfway up the hard shell is diagnostic for bitternut hickory. I cracked one open.
It resembles a pecan, as it should since it’s a “pecan hickory.”
Is the nut bitter? I usually don’t sample wild food but why not? I tasted a tiny bit.
Yow! Bitter! Astringent. I washed out my mouth several times before the taste went away. No wonder squirrels avoid these. Wikipedia says rabbits eat them, though.
On 4 November the leaves glowed yellow as the sun gained altitude at Frick. When the sun melted the frost, leaves quickly loosened and dropped from the trees.
On Saturday morning at Yellow Creek State Park the frost was beautiful, ephemeral and cold. Hoarfrost decorated the weeds in the parking lot.
Frost remained in a tree’s shadow but not for long.
Last week I re-learned how to dress for winter. This week will be warm with highs in the 60s, lows in the 40s, temperature inversions and bad air in Pittsburgh.
Roger Day captured these views of the Mon Valley yesterday morning, 7 November, from Frick Park’s Riverview overlook. The Allegheny County Health Department has issued an air pollution warning and the state DEP has issued a Code Orange warning. Read more here.
Some things are naturally black and orange like Halloween, often because they are poisonous. This is especially true for milkweed bugs (above) and monarch butterflies (below). The colors say “Notice me and stay away.”
Red admiral butterflies are orange-red and dark brown, almost black. Their host plant is nettle. Are they poisonous?
Pumpkins are native to Central America while goats are native to southwest Asia and eastern Europe. Here the domesticated versions meet up. The goats win.
Happy Halloween!
(photos by Kate St. John, Steve Gosser, and from Wikimedia Commons)
As the trees lose their leaves this autumn, consider this. There’s a tree in Utah that has lost its leaves at least 14,000 times.
Nicknamed Pando, it’s a quaking aspen (Populus tremuloides) that’s 14,000(*) years old and the largest known aspen clone. All its trunks come from a single root covering 106 acres. At 6,600 tons its the heaviest known organism on Earth.
It’s been three and a half weeks since the September equinox and every day is shorter than the last. Sunrise draws attention because it’s later every day. On Thursday the sky turned red before the sun appeared.
In the half light after sunset Morela prepared to roost.
The days are the same length as in late February during peregrine courtship. Morela and Ecco visited the nest as if they are thinking of spring.
Meanwhile most plants and trees have set fruit, including this streetside Callery pear.
And in Downtown Pittsburgh I found a directional message on our tallest building.
By October the seed pods of American bladdernut (Staphylea trifolia) are papery brown three-sided puffs.
If you peel one apart it becomes three heart-shaped pieces. Each piece may hold one popcorn-like seed. Some pieces may be blank.
Six months ago the bladders began as small dangling flowers less than 1/4 inch long. Notice the three-part leaves that give this native shrub or small tree its trifolia species name.
By late July the bladders were green and very puffy. Each section had its own distinct point.
And then the bladders dried out.
American bladdernuts put so much effort into seed pods that it’s surprising to find they can spread by suckers, especially in their favorite habitats of floodplain woods or stream banks in eastern North America.
Visit Schenley Park this month to see the bladdernuts. Pull a seed pod apart and look inside.
(photos by Kate St. John, map from Wikimedia Commons; click on the caption to see the original)
Years ago when I learned that Jack-in-the-pulpit can change its sex from male to female and back again, I accepted this as the odd behavior of an odd flower. So I was stunned to learn that the striped maple (Acer pensylvanicum), a common understory tree in the Laurel Highlands, can change sex, too.
The striped maple’s current sex is evident in its flowers. These are male.
How does it change and when does it decide to do it? Adam Haritan describes the mystery in his 8-minute video at Learn Your Land.
p.s. They are called striped maples because their bark is striped.
(photos from Wikimedia Commons and Bugwood; click on the captions to see the originals)
Two trees in the Birch family (Betulaceae) are common in the Pittsburgh area but I’ve struggled with what to call them because they have the same names.
Their scientific names are different but their default common names are very similar: American hornbeam (Carpinus caroliniana) and American hophornbeam (Ostrya virginiana). Hornbeam refers to their hard, strong wood: horn (hard, bony structure) + beam (Old English for tree). Hop is the only difference.
Fortunately they are easy to tell apart in the field at any time of year. In the photo at top:
The bark of American hornbeam looks like sinewy muscles (top left).
American hophornbeam bark peels in narrow parallel strips (top right).
Both trees produce fruit enclosed in an involucre, a whorl or rosette of bracts surrounding the inflorescence. This is where “hop” comes in.
The fruit of American hornbeam looks like a drooping whirligig (left below).
In Pittsburgh we hardly think about box elder (Acer negundo). It’s a native tree that grows by the river. No one plants it. It’s not a “bad” tree. So I was puzzled by this 1950’s story from my mother.
I never hear of box elder that I don’t think of your grandfather. He never had a bad word to say about anyone. He was a man of integrity and the absolute worst thing I ever heard him say was [this] about a member of the town council: “He was the kind of man who would plant box elder.”
— 1950’s family anecdote from my mother
My grandfather lived in a village in suburban Chicago in the heart of the Midwest where box elder is considered bad, ugly, weedy and invasive. Wikipedia provides this insight on how it got a bad reputation:
“After World War II, box elder’s rapid growth made it a popular landscaping tree in suburban housing developments despite its poor form, vulnerability to storm damage, and tendency to attract large numbers of box elder bugs. … It can quickly colonize both cultivated and uncultivated areas. … It grows around houses and in hedges, as well as on disturbed ground and vacant lots.”
Box elder isn’t invasive in Pittsburgh so I had to go look for it on its home turf at Duck Hollow. There I found that as a shade tree it can look pretty good. This one is two box elder trunks intertwined.
However some of them die back leaving ugly bare branches at the top.
And if you cut box elder or chop it down it grows suckers from every crevice.
Midwesterners agree that box elder is bad. Why don’t Pittsburghers have this aversion? I think it’s because we are on the eastern edge of box elder’s range, we never planted it as a street tree, and it isn’t particularly invasive here.
What is invasive here? Japanese knotweed! Originally planted as an ornamental, we don’t think it’s pretty anymore.
If my grandfather had lived in Pittsburgh perhaps he would have said “He was the kind of man who would plant Japanese knotweed.”
Aha. Now I get it.
p.s. Later this summer box elder bugs will appear though not in huge numbers at Duck Hollow.