Saturday, November 7, 2009

Shifting Baselines

I expected by now to have little to photograph but thinning evergreens and lichens, but it turns out that Nature is still sending signals that we should heed.

Which isn't to say we won't have lichens! The tree fell on September 12. It already was infected but since then, I discovered yesterday the broken branches on the ground are being totally consumed.


They look like bones in a graveyard.
The symptoms of toxic poisoning become more glaring by the day.
It is clear from the dawn redwood that older needles suffered higher exposure to poisonous greenhouse gasses than the healthier needles that are younger at the top of the tree.

On the Japanese Maple, the early leaves have disappeared, leaving absurd tufts of the more recent foliage which was less exposed to pollution.

I say less exposed because even the leaves that remain show some damage.
There is no reason for most of them to have already fallen, shriveled, on the ground.
Below is yet another confused flower out of sequence, a vinca that should bloom in the spring.

The magnolia also is showing ever more distinctly the pattern of older leaf damage.
The earliest leaves are heavily mottled, while the new growth is green.
The rhubarb I planted last year. It came up beautifully this spring, then died back and here, it is attempting a regrowth. If you missed it, there's a rhubarb video at the bottom of this post.
The roses are still blooming so I took pictures just because they are so lovely.
And I was so glad I did, because this morning when I woke up we had a frost. Not the first - the tropical flowers like cosmos and nasturtium have been gone for almost a week.
But this time was more severe.
As I stood taking pictures of the magnolia, I could hear the whispers of them softly slipping off and falling to the ground.
You can still see the difference between older and newer, less damaged leaves.
But soon they will all be gone.

Thanks to a prolific researcher, the ever watchful and erudite Richard Pauli for sending me this link to a post by Adam Sacks on Grist. It is a followup on a series that is worth perusal and can be found by clicking the clickies in his article.

Here is the latest dispatch from Paul Gilding, which also speaks the unvarnished truth, and has some solutions we should all be pondering.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Maya Lin, What Is Missing? Listening Cone, 2009, installed at the California Academy of Sciences, San Francisco. Photos by: Bruce Damonte Photography, Inc. © Maya Lin Studio, Inc., courtesy PaceWildenstein, New York


I came across Guilty Planet, a blog that is new to me, thanks to a link from Survival Acres. It is the work of a very talented post doctoral research fellow, Jennifer Jacquet.


In this post she discusses the Listening Cone created by Maya Lin pictured above, which evokes the vanishing sounds of lost biodiversity. Most interesting to me is the focus of the blog on the concept of shifting baselines, described thusly:



The notion is more fully explained here.


Now, this perfectly describes the situation with the trees on the US East Coast, and the reason hardly anyone realizes we are on the verge of a total ecosystem collapse.


Sigh.


Thursday, November 5, 2009

I was wrong

I didn't think I would like the music, but the lyrics were so compelling that I kept noodling around the internet, until here I found it, in the most riveting, fascinating prescient almost mystical interpretation.



The lyrics are copied at the end of the post immediately preceding this one. I personally wouldn't be able to understand a word they are saying, without them.

But for me at least, they are James Joycean, in eloquence. So, click on the music, and scroll down to the lyrics. YOU WILL REAP JUST WHAT YOU SOW!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Sweet as Tupelo Honey

Yesterday, November 3, I had occasion to talk to a professional forester. I asked him to identify a tree that I've had my eye on all summer. I could see from a distance months ago, that it started losing leaves early in the summer, and it just got thinner and thinner. It's quite a large tree, with a spreading habit unlike the prevalent trees in that area - tulip poplars with their columnar stance, or the horizontal branching of the beech - so I surmised it was an oak.


A few weeks ago I took a little walk to check it out and realized it wasn't an oak after all. I was frustrated because I didn't recognize it, and without flowers or seeds or pods, I didn't take the time to try to look it up. It has simple oval leaves, with smooth edges, pointy at the top and bottom - but they don't grow in the habit of the common black walnuts and ash, which have similarly shaped leaves, but are opposite on stems. These are arrayed in an alternating pattern.


By the time I could ask the forester, yesterday, there were almost no leaves left on the branches and he stood there for a few minutes, puzzled, and finally said, it must be a tupelo - a black gum - but it's kind of strange, because they turn bright red in the fall

This particular tree had almost zero leaves.

Those few that still clung were yellow, and brown.

But I did find a few red leaves, that are mottled.

Now, here is what a tupelo looked like in 2008, found on the web here.

What A Tree by Jim-AR.

The tupelo has a wide range and is known for its brilliant foliage in autumn.

"It's been a strange fall," admitted my forester. We discussed the bizarre lack of colors, and the dropping leaves. "I think it's the pollution," I said.

Sour gum tree, or tupelo or black gum tree, is a shade and street tree. It's a favorite bee plant.

here is what healthy leaves should look like!


Just as though I had never mentioned it, he started pointing to some blue spruce and telling me that the reason their branches had no needles was a lack of sun. Riiigghhhhht.

Oops there is that pesky lichen, on the branches that have no needles.

I didn't even bother to point out the spruces situated in the middle of the lawn in full sun that also have bare branches as well - why bother?


Another anecdote - also yesterday, an acquaintance told me that her birthday was the day before, and so she knows from a lifetime that on her birthday the fall color is glorious - until this year.


Here's what it looked like:

click on a landscape and it becomes apparent how many trees are bare.

And keep in mind that holdouts like the maple that follows, which still has leaves, only beg the question - what happened to all the others?

Of course, they aren't scintillating orange and red.

In fact, they are hideously burnt.

Never mind, click the clicky and you can listen to Van Morrison's song here!


Following is a mind-numbing report about the value - or rather lack thereof - of switching from fossil fuels to biofuels. It's staggering how hugely this market is transforming the use of land, and what net damage it does, when it comes to CO2. What's even more disturbing is the lack of any consideration of the unintended consequences of biofuel emissions, as environmental pollution that is toxic to humans and vegetation. Here's the link to the report and below is an excerpt, that makes me wonder, could just the emissions from ginormous amounts of nitrogen based fertilizer be enough to poison the atmosphere for trees? And why the hell isn't anybody but me asking these questions???


page 59


4.3.1. Uncertainty about N2O emissions

N2O emissions are particularly relevant for crop- based biofuels because of their high contribution to global warming; 1kg of N2O is equivalent to 298 kg of CO2 emissions over a time horizon of 100 years (Solomon et al. 2007), so even small changes in the N2O emissions can significantly affect the overall GHG balance for biofuels.

Because the use of fertilisers and related N balance and N2O emissions are very site-specific, it is difficult to define representative average emission factors. Many LCA studies used the IPCC methodol- ogy for estimating N2O fluxes, which tends to give estimates only somewhat over 1% of the N applied by fertiliser11.

11 IPCC (2006) has changed default values compared to 2000: Emission Factor (EF) 1 (direct emissions of synthetic N to N2O): 1% (down from 1.25% in 2000 guidelines), EF4 (indirect emissions from atmospheric N deposition) 1% (unchanged), EF5 (indirect emissions from leaching/runoff N): 0.75% (down from 2.5% in 2000 guidelines); example calculation: for the USA

as a whole, 20% of the N applied to agricultural fields leaves in surface and groundwaters, and slightly over 10% is volatilised to the atmosphere (Howarth et al. 2002), which according to IPCC default values results in N2O emissions via atmospheric deposition of 0.1% and via leaching of 0.15%; thus the indirect emissions of about 0.25% would not significantly add to the direct emissions of 1%.

59

More recently, however, Crutzen et al. (2008), based on the observed global increase of N2O in the at- mosphere, found that the total emissions from fer- tiliser use must be more in the range of 3-5% on average compared to the 1% derived from the de- fault values12 of the IPCC approach. The difference could possibly be explained by denitrification pro- cesses occurring in the water and sediment down- stream of the fields where the fertiliser has been applied, an argument supported by Howarth and Bringezu (2009). If these observations are corrobo- rated, the results of most LCA studies performed on biofuels so far would have to be reconsidered.





You never know what you'll find on the intertubes. Looking up tupelo, I came across this British band called Sikth, who made an album called The Trees Are Dead and Dried Out Wait for Something Wild, with a song called Tupelo. Following are the lyrics. I can't find a recording of it on the web, and probably wouldn't like it. But I am curious!

Tupelo

Looka' yonder... (x5)

A big black cloud comes!
Yes, a big black cloud comes.
Come to Tupelo.
Come to Tupelo.

Yonder on the horizon,
Yonder on the horizon.
Stopped at the mighty river,
Stopped at the mighty river,
And sucked the damn thing dry,
Sucked the damn thing dry.

Tupelo - O!
Oh, Tupelo.
In a valley hides a town called Tupelo.

Distant thunder rumbles,
Distant thunder rumble.
Rumble hungry like the beast,
The best it cometh, cometh down,
The best it cometh, cometh down,
The best it cometh, cometh down.
Wow - Wo - Wo, Tupelo bound.

Tupelo - O!
Oh, Tupelo.
The beast it cometh, Tupelo bound.

Why the hen won't lay no eggs, can't get that cock to crow,
The horse is spooked & crazy, oh God help Tupelo.
God help Tupelo,
God help Tupelo,
Oh God help Tupelo.

Ya' can say these streets are rivers,
Ya' can call these rivers streets,
You can tell yaself' ya' dreamin' buddy, but no sleep runs this deep,
No!
No sleep runs this deep,
No sleeps runs this deep.
Women at their windows, rain crashing on the pane.
Writing in the frost, Tupelo's shame, Tupelo's shame,
Tupelo's shame.
God help Tupelo.
God help Tupelo.
God help Tupelo.
God help Tupelo.

Oh, go to sleep little children,
The sandman's on his way,
Go to sleep little children,
The sandman's on his way.
But the little children know,
But the little children know.
They listen to the beating of their blood,
Listen to the beating of their blood,
Listen to the beating of their blood,
Listen to the beating of their blood!

The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!

And black rain come down,
The black rain come down,
Black rain come down.
Water, water everywhere,
Water, water everywhere.
No bird can fly, no fish can swim,
No bird can fly, no fish can swim,
No fish can swim,
Until the king is born.
Until the king is born.
Until the king is born!

Tupelo - O!
Oh Tupelo,
Until the king is born in Tupelo...

In a clap board shack with a roof of tin,
Where the rain came down and leaked within.
A young mother frozen on a concrete floor,
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw...

Tupelo - O!
Yeah! Yeah!
Hey, Tupelo.
With a bundle and a box and a cradle of straw.

Well, Saturday gives what Sunday steals,
A child is born of his brothers heels.
Come Sunday morning, first born dead,
In a shoe-box tied with a ribbon red...

Tupelo - O!
Yeah, Oh Tupelo!
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon red...

Mama, rock your lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby.
Mama, rock your lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby.
Mama, rock your baby.
Mama, rock your baby.
Mama, rock your lil' one slow,
Mama, rock your baby.
Mama, rock your baby.
Mama, rock your baby.
Til' the king is born in Tupelo.
Til' the king is born in Tupelo.
Til' the king is born in Tupelo.
Mama, rock your lil' one slow!
Mama, rock your baby!
Mama, rock your lil' one slow!
Mama, rock your baby!
Til' the king is born in Tupelo.
Til' the king is born in Tupelo.
Til' the king is born in Tupelo.
Til' the king is born in Tupelo!

Tupelo - O!
Yeah! Yeah!
Tupelo, and carry the burden of Tupelo!
Tupelo - O!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
Tupelo, Tupelo, Tupelo, Tupelo...
Yeah!
The king will walk on Tupelo!
Tupelo - O!
Yeah!
Oh, Tupelo!
He carried the burden out of Tupelo!
Tupelo - O!
Yeah, Tupelo!
You will reap just what you sow!

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Monday, November 2, 2009

Violent Trees


At least two similar stories I have seen on the news this past year - one, a jogger in Philadelphia and another, an entire family in a car on the Garden State Parkway. We can expect much more, especially when we get a strong storm.
Here is the text that accompanied this video, which ends with this sentence: "Police said it appears that strong wind conditions caused the tree to fall and they do not expect to press any criminal charges."
Now this is really wrong. First of all, they say the tree was rotted. So it's not the wind - it's the rot - and the cause of the rot. Second, we SHOULD be pressing criminal changes, against the coal, oil and ethanol lobbies, and the elected officials who take their money and sell out our children's future. Okay and all the drill baby drill Republicans who are obstructing clean energy legislation too.
And then, there is an absolutely riveting account in this story, from the Boston Globe, about scientists trying to figure out why so many oaks and pines are dying on Cape Cod and Martha's Vineyard. I don't think they've got the causative agent right, but at least they are noticing that trees are dying. Soon the story of mass tree extinction will be huge and as the implications start to sink in, then it will be very interesting to see how people react. Probably not particularly graciously, is my prediction.
Many many thanks to friends Nancy and Susan in Massachusetts for sending me tips and encouragement!

Anyone remember the story about Sudden Aspen Death? This photo, from here, depicts aspen leaves. Look familiar?

So let's see...we've got wholesale death of: Aspens in the Rockies, Pines from the pine bark beetle out West, Sudden Oak Death syndrome in California, a little problem with birch in New Hampshire, Dead pines and oaks on Cape Cod and Martha's Vineyard, and everything dead or dying in New Jersey. Hmmm....what do you suppose those trees might have in common? Maybe...air???

Sunday, November 1st, I decided to head for the hills for pictures, and take some panoramic views of the fields and woods. But on the way out, I had to take some more pictures of the Japanese Maple.


I've written before that this tree and many others exhibit a bizarre pattern of older foliage turning color and falling off, and the newer leaves hanging on to their color and their branches. This can be clearly seen in this silhouette. This photo was taken October 29, just four days earlier than the current series - as was the picture below where you can see the difference between the light green leaves and the browned older, inner layers.
Now look at the difference in 4 days! Those inner layers have completely shriveled up.

But the more recent leaves are still green.
So the hideously shriveled older leaves, seen at the bottom of this picture, aren't in this condition from frost, or the time of year.
I think they were exposed to more cumulative and higher levels of toxic chemicals in the atmosphere, in the middle of the summer, when UV radiation is more intense; and the most recent growth was spared the worst.
This I believe is an ornamental pear, in typical condition at the moment, which demonstrates that even with some damaged leaves, it's quite abnormal for virtually every other species to be bare or brown.
The leaves do show characteristic stippling and spotting.
Now oh, check out the landscape. I passed this combine on the way up the hill.
And then shot in various directions from the top.
The sun was setting, making long shadows.

Clicking on the photos will enlarge them, and it becomes more obvious how many leaves are brown.
It's still a beautiful vista.

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