Showing posts with label Frosted Cladonia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frosted Cladonia. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Cladonia Ecmocyna



Day 189: Plants vs. Zombies, and I'm not sure who won. While I was exploring the back reaches of Longmire Campground a few days ago, I stumbled across a number of small but well-developed colonies of this unusual Cladonia (C. ecmocyna). Its slender, pointed podetia sometimes rise as much as three or four inches above the carpet of moss, giving the impression of pale worms emerging from the forest floor. A subspecies often forms narrow cups at its tips, and may exhibit brown apothecia on the rims.

Friday, March 4, 2016

Making A Determination


Day 143: It's taken me three days to make a final determination as to the identity of this unusual Cladonia based on field characteristics alone. I lack the reagents which would give me conclusive results for this particular species, but given that it does not conform to all the physical characteristics any other option, I have placed it as Cladonia ecmocyna, which in any event is highly variable. Some squamules are visible on the podetia; podetia are pointed and frequently browned; the apothecia are infrequent and brown; narrow cups do form at some podetial tips.

I believe I may have mentioned this before, but I think one of the things which attracted me to the study of lichens is the exotic vocabulary which accompanies them. Words like "pruina" or "pseudocyphellae" don't crop up in just any conversation, but if I'm given the chance, you'll hear them fall from my tongue as smoothly as if they were poetry. In fact, if you were following along behind me secretly on a walk in the woods, you'd hear me muttering them to myself as I survey the surrounding lichenscape, describing it aloud to no one in particular. If you tailed me long enough, though, you might hear the one botanizing phrase I most enjoy using, the precise and highly technical expression I voiced when I encountered the (presumed) Cladonia ecmocyna in Longmire Campground. Nothing excites me more than having a chance to say, "What the hell is THAT?"