Mushroom Anatomy 101
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Studying the back of a fern leaf, you'll find spores. They are gathered in clusters called sori. I've always been intrigued with the structure of the plant itself, but there is so much more to know about our fern friends.
If you've ever been interested in propagating ferns, check out this link. Enjoy!
A fern is a member of a group of vascular plants that reproduce via spores and have neither seeds nor flowers. They differ from mosses by being vascular, i.e., having certain tissue that conducts water and nutrients, and having branched stems. Like other vascular plants, ferns have leaves, and these are "megaphylls", which are more complex than the "microphylls" of clubmosses. Most ferns are leptosporangiate ferns, sometimes termed "true ferns"; they produce what are called "fiddleheads" that uncoil and expand into fronds. The group includes about 10,560 known extant species.
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fern
Mushrooms have intricate mechanisms and careful architecture that ensures spores do not stick in the gills or the underside, minimise fall to the ground but instead get carried away efficiently in sideways air currents. More about it:
So I guess you could say these are barnacles, honestly I have no idea what they are. But I think they look like alien spores. Like they are about to hatch.
It was so peaceful in the Forest, yet I could hear some faint snoring. So I carefully followed the zzzzz's and crept through the leaf litter and twigs until I arrived at the base of a Silver Birch tree. And lo and behold I found this strange chap fast asleep underneath the canopy of a big hunk of Honey Fungus. He was covered in a mass of spores. I was very careful not to disturb him and took just a couple of shots and then I left him in his magical dreamworld....
Between the light, the twig and the remote shutter, I needed three hands to take this shot! Anyone watching would probably have laughed.
I sat among the moss and lush grasses of the grotto. It was peaceful here. Fireflies buzzed between fallen logs, aged bones from creatures long gone, and the new life that sprang from the ground.
This was a place where creatures came to tell their stories and pass on their wisdom to the next generation. Here is where I also found peace.
Pulling out my violin, I added my own melody to the Grotto’s flow.
It was a song of the ones who had gone on before. How they laughed. How they loved How they lived.
I played a song of hope. How the fight goes on. How every day courage is born. How Survivors say the battle can be won . . .