Not New To Science But To Me: Spikenard

I was alerted of a low tire by the pressure sensor dashboard light before I reached the hardtop one day last week. So I pulled off at the next wide place along our gravel road and plugged in the small pump we keep in the car for just such a purpose.

And while waiting for the few minutes it would take the pump to make the warning light go off, I wandered the edge of the woods in thick shade of Rhododendrons and failing Hemlocks.

And there was this curious plant I had never seen before–almost looked like a small shrub, with large, odd feather-compound leaves. The beginnings of flowers were forming at the axils of the leaves, so I came back a few days later for a photo of the early blooms that would help with the ID.

I had already wondered if this was in the family Araliaceae–the ginseng family, that includes wild sarsaparilla, that we find on our land at times. And sure enough, it is Aralia racemosa, or American Spikenard.

It has some history of use as a flavoring, and like most native plants, has purported medicinal uses of minor importance, far as I could determine.

I just have to wonder if I have simply been NOT SEEING this plant for not knowing to look for its form in shady moist rich woods. Will I see it everywhere, now that my brain has the “search pattern” for it?

If so, maybe I will save some seeds and hope others will want Spikenard growing in their Floyd County woods. I’m thinking this plant was once much more common, before land disturbance for timber extraction (often down to the roots), housing, farming, and road-building.

As some of you know, we have an active native plant rescue operation underway in the county, as well as increased interest in NTFP (Non-Timber Forest Products) and rewilding. So maybe Spikenard can hitch its coat tails to some of that and be repatriated into the forest from which it seemingly has been largely cast out by human alterations to the forest landscape.

If, among the few readers of Fragments, there are other observations of this plant in Floyd County, please let me know, with info about habitat, relative abundance, and companion plants. My specimen was growing with wild ginger, black cohosh, and Catawba Rhododendron.

Abbott’s Sphinx Moth Caterpillar

The caterpillar is heading stage left, eyespot on the other end, an intended distraction.

As if I knew this beauty–or even did the work to key it out for myself. I’d never seen it, and failing in a five-minute scroll of Google and Bing images of North American caterpillars, I resorted to a kind of benign cheating.

I posted the image to the Caterpillar Identification group on FB at 4:20 this morning and less than an hour later, had a correct ID. Many thanks!

So I’ve gathered a few resources to store away with this new fact (yes, they DO still exist on Goose Creek, if not in our nation’s capital.)

Both the caterpillar and the adult moth are quite variable. I HAVE seen the moth but did not know what it was. I will next time–my world richer for knowing one more living thing and fellow creature, by name.

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Abbott’s Sphinx Caterpillar – What’s That Bug?

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Audubon’s Crow

American Crow–from the Audubon Collectio

If you have an interest in birds and art and writing and natural history in general, bookmark John J. Audubon’s Birds of America.

He did not only seek out (and shoot) and paint a vast number of American birds. He also paid careful detail to their habits and habitats.

The site makes for an interesting hour if you are hole-up in a dentist waiting room–like I expect to be next week.

I notice he observes that when you see crows, you won’t see ravens. We have both species co-existing here on Goose Creek, year ’round, and it is helpful to see the two in the air at the same time–the raven much the more heavy-bodied of the two, and more given to soaring than to flapping; their hoarse ROOK! so different from the nasal CAW! of the smaller bird.

 

Amphibian Encouragement

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Spring Salamander

Maybe they won’t be quite as fast to disappear from the scene as the climate warms–according to a recent study.

Salamanders show more resistance to global warming than previously believed

As a life-long resident of the southern Appalachians, you might say that my totem creature is the salamander. No place on earth boasts the diversity and the numbers to be found in a typical, intact mountain forest. The statistics are quite eye-opening:

“No one really knows how many salamanders reside in the southern Appalachians. However, it is estimated that the salamanders inhabiting just a square mile of forest would have a combined biomass of 2,500 to 5,000 pounds—which is made even more impressive when you consider that many salamanders weigh about as much as a teaspoon of sugar.”

I took herpetology my first semester in graduate school. Ann wasn’t too keen on the snakes that stayed in the clothes hamper overnight until I could claim credit-points for them. But the frogs and salamanders in south Alabama (Auburn U) were present in amazing diversity, and it is from those warm wet nights in the forest that most of my herpetophilia was born.

When is the last time you saw a salamander? Summer is not a great time to look during the day, but on a wet night with a flashlight, you might be rewarded by a good bit of activity if you look in the right place.

We have a hard time caring about things we never see. Maybe if we looked harder and kept our eyes open, we’d care more about a lot of living things we manage to be unaware of.

The Lenses That Filter Our Facts

Like many Americans who lament the divide that separates our public into to blacker-and-whiter camps, I struggle to understand how we got here.

In particular, as a Christian, I have been shocked and saddened by the “conservative southern white evangelicals” who, decades ago, began to mistrust academia, the media, science and other “secular” ways of viewing the world. What we see of conservative intolerance in these areas started decades ago.

We all are subject to some degree of “confirmation bias” by which we are more prone to believe “facts” that conform to what we already believe. But the “right” has taken that filter into their thought-and-belief world seemingly on equal footing with their theological understanding—even when the two are very much at odds. Internal contradictions seem to create no uneasiness here.

There have been countless attempts to parse out the roots of conservative evangelicalism’s retreat within its own stockade of faith-based colleges, books, television stations and think-tanks, and now its political leaders.

I’m not sure this article below is the best at that attempt, but it has some good points that help me to understand the roots of the lost conversation and the lamented disappearance of yesterday’s GRAY realm of discourse and debate. You might give it a look if you suffer the same bewilderment that seems to only get worse as current events unfold.

THE RELIGIOUS ORIGINS OF FAKE NEWS AND “ALTERNATIVE FACTS”

It’s interesting to note that the quote in the image came from a Christian mathematician and savant making observations about TRUTH in his own times–in the mid 1600s. So truthiness has been around the block a time or two.