12 November
A dark morning to visit the Forest and Wetlands, following on a night of rain. The Forest was dark and still. Once again, there had been high winds in the previous week, and blowdowns were evident. The nurse stump that we monitor regularly is now framed by fallen trees. I had taken a short side-trip to the Happy Cow Farm, where there were nine trumpeter swans on a distant field. As I walked into the Forest, I caught a brief glimpse of large birds flying overhead--likely the swans. They weren't visible in the Marsh, although they vocalised briefly. New growth of fungi continue to appear. An orange growth at the end of an alder log that I photographed last week has matured into tiny orange balls on short stems. It's actually not a fungus, but a slime mold. I've learned that these are a "transitional stage" in the life cycle of trichia decipiens --a common slime mold. At this stage they're sometimes called "salmon eggs," which they do indeed re