Glorious. Glorious. Glorious.
Came across an old abandoned house, which the forest had grown around. Lovely stonework. Felt rather poignant.
Lots of wood anomones in blossom everywhere: Lus na gaoithe - Anemone nemorosa
This time of year everything has a fresh feel. New leaves on the trees, new shoots on the grasses, and plants making an appearance from below ground.
We skirted the edge of a forest which was mostly larch. When the new needles appear they are bright green. The needles are also really soft to the touch.
You can see a larch growing inside the ruined house, next to the chimney.
The larch we have is:
learag-Eòrpach - larix decidua
In the autumn the needles turn yellow, then red, and finally fall off. Larch is often planted at the edges of plantations to break-up the regimented look of dark green rectangles of sitka spruce.
Your image is probably one of the North American species.
@fitheach Damn it! Tho doesn't look recognizable to me as much of anything lol.
Colloquially, growing up, we called larch a juniper tree.
Though now I think about it more, I think they were actually tamarak.
I'll shut up now.
We have a few junipers, as well. The ones we have tend to be more like bushes than trees.
I once (in)famously made juniper potato cakes. It was one of my dunc-dunc-dunc experiments. "Dunc" is the sound of something going straight into the bin.
@fitheach back home, real (?) juniper don't get much higher than a creeping plant. Like this mostly.
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