More Tree Fruits

In my previous post- "Tree Seeds, Nuts or Fruits?"- I concentrated on the less fruit-like fruits. In this one, I will show some images of these more fruity ones that have caught my eye on walks over the last couple of months.

First, here is the trunk of a gnarled, ancient-looking Mulberry tree, which is actually bearing succulent fruits. It stands in Stratford-Upon-Avon, in the garden of Shakespeare's Birthplace- not to be confused with another one in the grounds of New Place- where he died in 1616- which is claimed to be a cutting from a tree planted by Shakespeare himself.


And here are some of the fruits, though these happen to be ones on a tree in nearby Leamington Spa, where I was the following day:


When I was walking by the River Avon in the outskirts of Bath, I came across this Damson tree, in what once must have been an orchard:



On this same walk, but alongside the towpath of the Canal, there were these Slow berries. Finding the colour blue in nature, whether in flowers or fruits, is somehow always exciting- and Slows always enchant me with both this colour and their wonderful bloom:



These Elder berries were growing below the railway line, that runs parallel with- and between- the river and the canal:




The Rose hips were prolific in the hedgerows by the canal, making me regret having missed seeing their flowers- the fragile Dog Roses- in the early Summer:


These amazing Hawthorn berries also made me regret having missed their May Blossom:


These next two photos of Hawthorn berries were actually taken not in Bath but where I am staying at present, in Manorbier, on the South-West coast of Wales:



Wherever I've been in the country I've seen Rowan trees covered with berries- but these ones are on a little tree in my brother's garden in Bath:


Now this next image seems right out of season- we expect to see Holly berries ripe at Christmas, not in September. Seeing them now is like seeing Christmas decorations in the shops in the Summer- in fact, I was horrified to hear that this year Harrods opened its Santa's Grotto in July, 151 days before Christmas! In Valentines Park in Ilford the Holly trees were weighed down with their non-seasonal fruit:


My later childhood years were spent on the Malvern Hills, which mark the boundary between Worcestershire and Herefordshire. Both counties have wonderful orchards but the Apple orchards in Herefordshire (Cider making country) were memorable. Apple trees remind me of those rural days. These first two photos, however, were of a tree I saw on my Bath walk, in the same area as the Damson tree:



Whereas this next one- actually a Worcester apple tree- was in the garden of my friends' house in Stratford-Upon-Avon:


And this last charming little Russet apple tree is in the garden in Manorbier where I am now:


And here are some of its apples...



And these rosy ones are on a nearby tree:


This last green apple is a Bramley in Stratford-Upon-Avon:

Tree Shadows

To state the obvious, there is something totally magical in the way light can affect the appearance of an object, this being made full use of in the theatre as well as in paintings. Nowhere is this transformation more striking than among trees, when the sun is going in and out of the clouds: one moment you see a simple, statuesque tree, the next a column decorated with wondrous patterns and shapes. Here I am going to show some that I have seen over the last few months in the UK, where this Summer the shadows have been rare because of a lack of sunshine!

As any of my followers will by now know, I am particularly fond of Conker (Horse Chestnut) trees, so am starting with the shadows of their leaves on trees in Ilford's Valentines Park- I find them reminiscent of Japanese paintings:





Whereas on the Conker tree the shadows were of the tree's own leaves, this next tree is decorated with those of a neighbouring Privet hedge:




Next are the paler, more delicate Oak leaf patterns on an Oak tree trunk:


And here are more Oak leaf shadows, mixing with the bark's texture on a very gnarled old tree:



Here the shadows of this Plane tree spread down its trunk onto the grass:



And now for the Impressionistic effect on a Copper Beech:


Here beside the River Leam in Leamington Spa, is a watery-shadowed Weeping Willow tree:


And back in Ilford's Valentines Park, the bold shapes on this wonderfully sculptural Deodar:



To conclude, I will show you the shadows made by four Lime trees in Valentines Park:

Tree Seeds, Nuts or Fruits?

The more I write about trees the more I realize how little I actually know. As an artist, I just look at what attracts my interest and although I'm always naturally curious as to "what" the tree, bird or flower is it is not my primary concern: hence my ignorance!

This month- August- one is constantly aware of trees' ripening seeds, both on the branches and the ground. I happily photograph them and then suddenly wonder, what is this? is it a seed? is it a nut? is it a fruit? I then find it is a minefield and I am more confused than ever...for some info click here.

In this post I am, as usual, being subjective- just showing what I will loosely call the "seeds" of trees that I have seen over the last few weeks. For economy, I won't include what we generally think of as fruit- apples, plums etcetera.

I will start with a favourite Oak tree of mine in Ilford's Valentines Park- a wonderful ancient tree, covered in Acorns:


I love the patterns the fallen acorns make on the soil:



And there is something so endearing about a glossy acorn in its cup!


But what is NOT so endearing is what I have only recently discovered on oak trees- the Knopper galls. This is caused by the Knopper Wasp which lays its eggs on the acorns, thus effecting the tree's fecundity and the reproductive ability. Apparently it was introduced into this country in the 1960's- so I am surprized I have not noticed these weird distortions earlier:


Now to come to Fir Cones- Here I learn you have both male and female cones, the smaller male cones passing their pollen to the females before falling off the trees. This first image is of two maturing female cones on an Oregon Douglas Fir in Kew Gardens- apparently by September it will be shedding its seeds:


These next two images are of Cones on trees in the grounds of Woburn Abbey. Unfortunately, I have not yet ascertained the names of the trees. Does anyone recognize them from the cones and needles?



These next attractive little cones I saw in Leamington's Jephson Gardens- but again don't yet know the name of the tree...


Whereas these next oddities, on a Cupressus sempervirens pyramidalis, I saw in Hidcot Garden:


These are the "nuts" of an Alder tree in Valentines Park:


Now for the "flying" seeds or Keys: most of us remember as children dropping the wings of the Sycamore trees (not to be confused with the London Plane tree also known as a Sycamore in the US) for the pleasure of watching them spiraling rapidly to the ground:




The seeds of this Lime tree (also in Valentines Park) are hanging from ingenious wing-like leaves called "bracts" which fly the seeds away from the tree:



Hornbeams also carry their seeds on bracts but in large clusters:



Now Ash keys I always find magic- as a child I was quite convinced they really were functional keys! Although in clusters, their keys are single, carrying a single seed. First, I am showing some glossy new ones and then some ripened brown ones, which can remain on the trees throughout the Winter:



Another tree I saw in Leamington's Jephson Gardens was the American Yellow Buckeye, Aesculus flava, with its striking striped, early Autumnal foliage and nut-like seeds:


And another tree I saw in Hidcote Gardens was this Chinese Handkerchief tree- Davidia involucrata. (this link is well-worth reading, to hear of the adventures of the botanist who introduced it to Kew in 1899):


The pom-pom like seeds of the Plane tree are another great favourite of mine!



This next image is of a nut from a Copper Beach. The spiny burs on their cases (which hold two nuts) serve the purpose of attaching themselves to the fur of passing animals and thus distributing them further afield.


And here is the edible nut of the Sweet Chestnut tree in its amazing, spiky case:


I will conclude with my favourite of all-time, the Horse Chestnut nut, better known as a Conker, due to its fame in the game of Conkers. What could be more desirable than this wonderfully patterned, burnished fruit of the Conker Tree?