I’ve long been bemused, wondering why there isn’t an aggressive forestation policy the world over. They took great care in teaching me as a child in national school that trees and forests are the lungs of the earth. We have a serious problem with an over abundance of carbon dioxide and bad quality air and…
Author: theoreadexpress
A wannabe dryad in human clothing, based in the midlands of Ireland, interested in all things woodland
Some wild wanderings
This time of year I find it hard to convince my brain that just because it’s dark when I arrive home doesn’t mean I need to sleep straight away. Sleep is a wonderful thing though, especially in Winter. I have a special fondness for that that glorious feeling when you wake in the middle of…
The Wood Wide Web
Okay I’ll admit I’m slightly miffed I didn’t think of that name, it’s awesome!! A short BBC video about mycelium networks I came across today, having talked about them last week myself. https://www.bbc.com/news/av/science-environment-44643177/how-trees-secretly-talk-to-each-other
A dryad considers
It’s unlikely to amaze anyone who happens upon this tiny corner of the Internet that I am a little fond of forests. If there was a story about chasing through cracking, snapping woodland, or dream-fully sleeping in birch bowers under a star swept sky, or crouching in the leaf litter to converse with grouchy badgers,…
An exercise in caution
Fungi are properly, full on fascinating to middle aged me. I’ve been aware of them all of my life but I can honestly say I spared them little attention most of that time. I would occasionally notice something interesting but mostly fungi were “icky” or “poisonous” according to my inner < 10 year old. Memories…
Who says nothing grows in winter?
Well probably nobody, really, but post titles need to be written and moved on from quickly or they become an Impossible Thing in their own way. It’s a few days into 2019 and I feel I need to start posting photos and learning about what’s in them, since that *was* a stated aim of trying…
A networking world
The idea of worlds within worlds completely fascinates me. When I was very young I was easily convinced that fairies existed in their own miniature domain, flitting about between the plants doing alternatively sweet Disney things and darker, weirder things because I knew of old fairy stories too. I invented landscapes inside myself because I was…
Finding a way in the dark
There was what felt like the last golden day. Sun warmed the face, the wind countered by encouraged buttoning and belting up the coat. I was walking to work, a short but lovely walk where at one point a path sweeps in from the right curving around a small patch of young oak trees. The…
Looking Up
Truthfully I spend a significant amount of time looking down towards my feet, partly because as a dedicated believer in not wearing shoes I’ve learned to carefully – and by now skillfully – assess the path ahead. The rest comes down to a mixture of bad social habits (I’m an eye contact avoider) and the…
Water, water everywhere
So much that it rushed and curled under the bridge I passed over at lunchtime today, making that faintly indecent schloop noise of swollen water with current fingers weaving and plunging to outpace one another to the next set of rocks or obstinate river bank. Race over, it lazed contently basking in sunshine and the…
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