Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Mushroom foray assortment, Sept. 18

I just got to keep slamming these up here or I'll never get caught up! The woods are just loaded now, when we hike we don't get more than 50 feet in 1/2 an hour, looking at stuff, taking pictures.

Polyporus alveolaris, Hexagonal-pored polypore
Lycoperdon perlatum, Gem-studded puffball

















I really appreciate whoever keeps running up ahead of me, arranging these lovely compositions. Pretty sure it's fairies.

Lepiota cristata
I kept seeing these little mushrooms and kept ignoring them, thinking they were another impossible-to-identify little something, until I stopped and got my face up on them, and then they became beautiful.

Inonotus dryadeus, "Weeping Conk"

















That's some wacked-out fungus! Young ones "exude amber-colored droplets." Yes, they do.

Mycophagy!














A slug having a really good time. This would be like you or me lying face-first on a 6-foot cake.

I'm finding all this stuff, all these mushrooms, all these creatures, everything in this blog, within 5 miles of my home. How? Because mushrooms are everywhere. I've said it before and I'll say it again.


Omphalotus illudens, "Jack-o'-lantern" mushroom

Got another call from a pal on the Mushroom Hotline, this time about these orange mushrooms that show up every fall on the side of his house.




































If these are a bright pumpkin orange, your monitor is calibrated right.

See the little crab spider?














These are one of the few mushrooms that chanterelles can be confused with, because of the color, and the slightly decurrent gills.

These supposedly glow in the dark, but I hear it's nothing Earth-shaking, and not easy to see. I haven't tried it yet (collecting them in a damp paper towel, then locking yourself in a pitch-dark closet and sitting there for half an hour until your eyes adjust, to see a faint green glow). I'm trying to pick my battles.

You'd have to be in a pretty big hurry to confuse them with chanterelles, but to a neophyte, it can happen easily (see link, further down). But these always grow in tight clusters, and they have true gills, and they don't have that nice sweet aroma like chanterelles (fruity, like apricots), they have a silky fibrousness to the cap surface, and they're always on wood, even if you can't see it because it's the leftover underground root of a dead, long-gone tree...just don't try to talk yourself into the ID, take your time, and maybe you won't poison yourself. Or don't start collecting and eating mushrooms until you've got somebody with some experience to hold your hand. I've been at this with a vengeance for a year now, and I'm seeing all the bonehead beginner ID mistakes I made earlier, let alone recently. So my fear has actually increased with time, as far as collecting edible mushrooms. I don't know if I'll ever move past the few I currently have on my "I ate these" list. Too scared!

But, never mind all that, just look at them! They're COOL! Whether you know their name or not!

Many Garter Snakes (don't look if you think snakes are gross)

These live in the little overgrown stone wall next to my driveway. Last year I regularly saw a few, but this year I saw an awful lot more, probably because I was checking much more often. I caught them during a mass mating frenzy (short movie I got, here), and then I just started seeing them all over the place.

Typical morning (many snakes between the stones)
Seven snakes. I think the big one is a female
An inch in front of my dumb cat's face. Pretty pugnacious little snake!

So then I had to go find out about Garter Snakes. I wondered why the heck they were breeding in early fall, with 2-3 months' gestation, meaning the babies would be born in December?  Most of the text I read said they breed in spring. But then I found something that said they sometimes breed in the fall. Then I found something that said the females can store the sperm for later, as long as years. Then I read that some males will produce female pheromones in the spring as they emerge from their winter dens, and fake out other males, who will try to mate with him, which simultaneously transfers their body heat to the faker-snake and keeps them distracted from the actual female, while he sidles on over to the real female and has his way with her.

It just goes on and on, you see a thing, you ask one innocent question, and off you go...