Nature in the alley

I went down this alley on Tuesday, to check out what lived there. (about a block from Fenway Park)

( what did I find? )

Phragmites swamp before and after

( two pictures )

Unlovely skyline

The last several photos I've posted (from ladybugs on) were all taken on the same day (except the March 31 fens pic) in the same 4 or 5 block stretch of Boston. I took this one for context but couldn't fit it in anywhere. This was our last downpour in a weather pattern that gave us 8 days of straight rain. From left to right on the skyline are Boston's tallest, second tallest, and eighth tallest buildings (3-7 are downtown a couple miles, lost in the grey). Every time my dad has visited me in the past 5 years or so, he's asked me what that third building is. I just finally found out that it has the romantic name of "111 Huntington Avenue," and is part of the Prudential Center complex. I think you can go up to that open dome--maybe I'll take my dad up there next time he visits.

About an hour after this picture was taken, the sun came out for the first full hour in 11 days. I took the dogs for a walk around Leverett Pond to ( celebrate )

365 Urban Species. #138: Boxelder

Urban species #138: Boxelder Acer negundo

This project has forced me to face a sad but plain fact. Almost every tree one sees in the city, did not grow there. Urban trees are captive-bred curiosities, chosen for the color of their leaf, fruit, or flower, and often cloned and greenhouse reared. From the nurseries they are carried on the backs of trucks and eventually dumped into a hole precisely where some human agency requested a tree be placed. These trees live, on average, between five and ten years.

Very few urban trees grow from a seed which through chance and providence gains purchase in the meager cracks in the pavement. But some do. Wind may carry the seeds, or birds may transport them in their digestive tracts. Maple trees often grow where no one intended--their seeds are winged samaras, produced in such volume that no squirrel or muskrat can eat them all. Boxelder, despite the name, is a maple that prefers to grow along the water, so its fruit may be carried by wind and water, before it sinks into mud and contemplates becoming a tree.

The boxelder sapling is thin and green, and gives all the appearance of being a simple weed. Then it stretches toward the sunlight, widens a bit as the green turns to tan bark, and in a few seasons is undeniably a tree. As it ages, the boxelder takes a spreading, multi-trunked shape. Boxelder grows quickly, but its wood is brittle. Because it is hardy in urban conditions, it was often planted in western, tree-poor cities, but its tendency to shed its limbs makes it a generally unpopular ornamental these days. It may be hard to recognize as a maple, as it has compound leaves that don't look like the classic maple leaf. Its name comes from its supposed resemblance to elder, and the fact that its wood was once used to make disposable containers. The alternate name "pinnate-leafed maple" is more accurate, but awkward.

( probably too many pictures of boxelders )