iNaturalist observations

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Entry 4: 10/25/16

October 25th, 2016
2:25 PM
63 degrees, scattered clouds but mostly sunny
No wind

     I thought there were leaves on the ground before, but golly! The river is full of leaves, and the forest floor has turned into a crunchy brown and orange carpet, where nothing can move without producing noise. My primordial instincts put me on guard, because leaves falling behind me make the hair on the back of my neck stand up, as if someone is right behind me. The maple trees are the main perpetrators, and their decaying leaves hang in plants they don't belong to- it looks as though my Pacific Yew has turned into a big leaf maple! Here is a shot of my central spot. I think it looks fairly different from last time!



     The lady ferns are more decayed than two weeks ago, and only the tallest reaching leaves of the salmon berries remain (they're surprisingly green a well). The brown leaves of the marsh plants from last time have decayed completely- only droopy green leaves splay out from the main shoot.


Everything is dying, but it seems less of a sloppy and droopy mess. I'm not really sure how to describe it. It's a crisper death? 

     For clarification, my small area for phenology observation is pictured below:


     Since I've been here last, this small patch of moss has become a haven for detritus! cattails, cedar droppings, and leaves from salmon berries and maple trees have started to pile up. The leafier moss has all but dissappeared, and only the hairier moss remains. My guess is that it's Menzies' moss (but I could be super wrong about that). Some new mushrooms have popped up too. How long does it take for a mushroom to fully develop?



NOW FOR THE INVERT INVESTIGATION!!

There's a lot of evidence of the existence of inverts here. There are bite marks and trails on most of the plants that I can spot.
I sit for a while, trying to be as still as possible, while looking at the ground for any sign of movement. I started to lean closer towards the ground as I sit criss-cross apple-sauce in the grass behind my central cedar. I find a small lump of a slug curled up on a leaf. I think I startled it when I sat down. As I watched it, I noticed a thumbprint like pattern on its mantle, and a hole farther down for breathing. The upper tentacles guide the slow moving slug across a leaf, where it extends from the front to the back, in order to maintain balance on its leaf. The variation in surface area of the slug plays a vital role in ensuring that it doesn't stumble or fall. I never realized that even a blade of grass is an obstacle in the world of inverts. The slug contracts when it is alarmed, and the tentacles also retract.



My next invert was a little harder to view, just because it was very small and moved fairly quickly. It had six legs, and was about the size of my thumbnail. It moved faster when it was alarmed, but stood still for a while when it was calm. It had a hook like projection that reminded me of the mouth of a butterfly. The wings were very large in proportion to its body, but I don't think it could fly-otherwise it would have flown away from me when I startled it. The bark patterned wings are perfect for camouflage, because they are very bark patterned. The antennae helped it avoid obstacles, much like the tentacles of the slug. Its overall body shape is super tear-dropped, and its legs are striped.
Due to the flat abdomen, and the sucking mouth part, I think this bug is part of the Hemiptera order.




I was having a hard time trying to find more critters, but I luckily found a log near the "entrance" of my site. I found an earthworm! It moved like a slinky- front first, and everything else scrunched forwards to catch up with the head. The head is the end closer to the big lighter-colored projection, which I found out is called the clitellum. As I watched it move, I noticed that it would much rather go under debris, not over, which is not what its close cousin the slug would do. This must have to do with the fact that earthworms travel underground, and slugs do not. The worm was darker at one end than the other- I wonder why that is? The earthworm was probably 3 1/2 inches long.



Then, I found a millipede! It was about an inch long, and it was light in color- I wouldn't say white, but definitely a sandy color. I know it's kind of taboo to do, but I picked it up. I honestly thought it was dead, because it didn't move and didn't respond to touch for a solid minute. I moved it, and I couldn't tell if it was coiling up on its own, or if I was the one causing it to coil. After sixty seconds, it uncoiled, its antennae popped out, and it started to crawl around. I want to understand how it moves- does every other leg on the same side move in an opposite motion? It was too small and quick for me to tell. I couldn't get any more specific than the class of this millipede.




Well, it was fun to hunt for inverts this week. I can't wait to visit again next week!


Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Weeked trip 10/15-10/16

There’s so much to write! Who knew two days could be so densely packed! I rode in a van with Kaeli, Elizabeth, Ella, Devin, and Tim.

Nisqually River Delta Visitor Center:
We arrived at the Billy Frank Jr. Nisqually National Wildlife Refuge around 9:00 AM on October 14th. As we unloaded from the vans, we were met with a drizzle that would persist off and on for most of the day. The temperature was probably around 50 degrees, so it was not at all of a shock to any of us. We walked about 150 meters to the Visitor center, which overlooks an oxbow lake. We spent about an hour under the pavilion, looking through binoculars and scopes, identifying birds we spotted. Below is a thumbnail sketch of the lake, which also extended and meandered off to the left of my sketch.


The lake was characterized by a shoreline of grasses and cattails, and a tree line no more than 2 meters from the main shoreline. There were also small “islands” of grasses interspersed on the lake. In fact, the lake doesn’t have much bare surface area; it is very marsh-like, with grasses popping up even in the middle of the lake. The trees growing along the lake shore are deciduous-mainly big leaf maples (Acer Macrophyllum) and red alders (Alnus rubra).
I researched a bit about the Nisqually refuge, and I found out that the permanent freshwater oxbow lake is a not a natural oxbow lake, but was built in 1970 by manipulating water from wells around the Brown Farm. However, the Billy Frank Jr. Nisqually refuge is the largest tidal marsh restoration project that has ever occurred in the Pacific Northwest, where 762 acres were reconnected to the Puget Sound ecosystem by removing dikes in 2009. This restoration project increased the potential salt marsh habitat in the southern reach of Puget Sound by 50%.
Wetlands have extremely high species diversity, and we were witness to that. The Nisqually delta is a haven for many kinds of birds, especially water fowl. This is due to the high concentration of microorganisms in the shallow water. We saw five different species of birds at the lake, which included the Ring-necked duck, the American Wigeon, the Pied-billed Grebe, and the American Coot.
There were two ring-necked ducks together, a male and a female. The male ring-necked duck is easily identified by the distinct white ring around its bill, peaked head, and black body with gray sides. The females are brown, but also have the same white ring around its otherwise black bill. They are a diving species, and seeing them dive in the small pond was fun, because I would try to pinpoint where they would pop back up.
Not five meters to the right from the ring-necked ducks was a trio of three different bird species; the American Wigeon, the American Coot, and the Pied-billed Grebe. We identified the wigeon by its black tail feathers, white crown, and its white bill. The coot was distinguished by its black body, orange eye, the way it swims like a chicken, and its beak (not bill). The chunky bill, “cut off” rear, fuzzy look, and compact body helped us pinpoint the grebe.  The wigeon looked significantly larger than the other two birds. I thought it was really surprising that they were all huddled together. A theory for this is that when the grebe dives, it dredges up food for the Wigeon and Coot.
To our left, we saw a flock of Cedar Waxwings in a red alder tree with orange leaves. The Cedar Waxwings were very beautiful, but they looked kind of like bandits with the black markings around their eyes. Their heads have the same feather growth as a Steller’s jay, with the crown that extends beyond the back of its head. The waxwings had really gorgeous orange highlights on the wings and around the head.  
To the right of the waxwings, a couple of Starlings were perched on a snag. I found out that Starlings were introduced to New York. They were introduced by someone who wanted every bird found in Shakespeare’s works to be available to birdwatchers in the United States. I learned that Starlings are an invasive species that take over habitats like snags that would be perfect for native species. Kaeli also told me that Starlings are the birds that create intricate patterns of flight, which are called murmurations. 
Overall, the biodiversity of the freshwater wetland we observed was due to many factors. The generally mild temperature and shallow water create a perfect habitat for birds to feed and rest, and the foliage provides good hiding spots as well. This would not happen if this area had not been restored, allowing the oxbow lake to exist with maintenance by refuge staff.

Nisqually River Delta Twin Barn/ Estuary:
Next, we walked from the visitor center down the trail towards the division of the freshwater and saltwater marshes. At the beginning of the trail, we saw a Northern Flicker foraging on the ground to the left side of the trail. It was about 75 meters away from our group, and with our binoculars, we could see its beautiful spots and red cheeks.
We continued towards the twin barns, where we walked past a large open wetland plain, with a sparse tree line about 500 meters away from us on the left, where we could see at least a hundred birds resting in front of them.  We paused to look through the scopes. We saw flocks of Canada geese, pintail ducks, mallard ducks, and cackler geese. When we were identifying the wigeon from earlier, I almost mistook it for a pintail, so it was fun to see the difference between them. Pintails have very long and elegant tail feathers! Kaeli was the one to tell us that the Cackler geese weren’t actually Canada geese, and are identifiable due to their shorter necks. I also saw a Great Blue Heron resting by an alder tree, and two bald eagles closer to the barns. Then, we saw a Harrier Hawk flying above. We were able to catch a glimpse of the unmistakable white patch at the base of its tail. The wide open space allows huge flocks or birds to rest together, which is not possible at the enclosed lake by the visitor center.
Picture of the wetlands where the birds rest

Sketch of the Alder Trees where two bald eagles sat
 

At the grassy area to the right of the barns, there were tons of tree frogs. The frogs varied in color, from brownish to bright green. Individual frogs change color due to temperature and moisture content in the air. They come down from their homes in the trees in order to mate, which is why we found so many frogs hopping in the grass. They were really adorable. I never get tired of seeing tree frogs.
                               

Then, the group headed up the trail towards the division of the salt and fresh water marsh. The landscape was bare, with snags and grassland in the foreground, and mud flats in the background. As soon as we turned onto the trail, we saw a black tail doe feeding on the plants to our right on the right side of the trail, about 50 meters away. Then we turned left to view the estuary. Estuaries provide rich nutrients that occur due to the mixing of the freshwater from the river and the saltwater from the Puget Sound. I’m interested to know if we were seeing a low and high salt marsh. It was kind of far away to tell. Lots of invertebrates live in the mud flats, so many sea birds flock to feed there. We couldn’t see any of the birds from where we were, but the kind of birds that would be feeding include sand pipers and dunlins.

Picture of our view of the estuary 
 

MIMA MOUNDS:
We drove about 45 minutes to get to the Mima Mounds, where it was raining when we got there. From an observation point, we could see the massive sprawl of the mysterious pimple mounds. The oak savanna ecosystem of the Mima mounds is one of the last to exist in Washington State, and is maintained by humans in order to preserve the unique species that only live in the oak savannah. Historically, oak savannas were maintained by Native Americans through burnings. The land was used to plant food, such as the camas plant. Some question the reasons for specifically burning the oak savanna, but the reason is probably that the foliage of the prairies catches fire easier than that other vegetation zones.



The real mystery is how the mounds got there. Theories include recession of the Vashon glacier leaving sediment from sun spots, fluvial deposition from vegetation and flooding, erosion, earthquakes, giant gophers, and volcanic eruption. The soil is different and younger than the glacial till below, so it can’t have anything to do with the glacier, and there are no layers in the soil, and the gravel is randomly dispersed, so it can’t be due to fluvial deposition. There is a trace of volcanic ash in the soil, but it wouldn’t make sense for the mounds to be so even in size and placement. I have a theory, but it’s kind of out there. I believe that Native Americans built the mounds for some unknown purpose. We know they aren’t burial mounds, but they could have been built for some cultural purpose that we don’t know about. So much of Native American culture has been effaced since the time of white settlers that it is possible that the reasoning for and the tribe who built the mounds disappeared with time or disease. Local tribes don’t have legends of the mounds, but maybe there was a reason to not talk about the mounds. No natural causes make sense- they all have huge loopholes.
We walked out onto the prairie, where the rain stopped.
I noticed that ferns tend to grow on the North side of the mounds, although that’s not always the case. It’s hard to say if vegetation patterns due to location on an individual mounds actually occur. There’s shading from the forest, and shading from the other mounds around. One growth pattern I noticed was that the reindeer lichen never grows on the very top of a mound; only in between or on the sides. I believe that this is due to the fact that the tops of the mound get too much sunlight, and the moisture flowing down the mounds is more conducive to its growth. I identified several plant species that grew on the mounds, including the Oregon white oak, yarrow (which smells absolutely heavenly), harebells (so delicate and dainty), kinnikinnick, lupines, and lady ferns. The lady ferns were reddish brown in their decay, and the kinnikinnick bore berries. The soil was course, and full of rather large gravel chunks. I learned that lupines are nitrogen fixing members of the pea family. This is a hint to the fact that the soil may lack Nitrogen on its own. I researched a little about oak savannas, and they are characterized by poor soil. Makes sense!
Mima Mounds: Quarry and exposed mound
We walked into a quarry, where we could see the gravelly deposits left by the Vashon glacier, where we could distinctly see the sediment layers formed by glacial rivers. Some layers had heavier sediment than other layers, due to the swiftness of the stream during different years and seasons. Then we walked about 300 meters to the exposed mound, which looked completely different than the layers of the quarry. In fact, there were no layers. I could see where the glacial till stopped, and where the mounds began. The soil was darker, and the gravel and sediment had no pattern in placement. All of the rocks were relatively the same size, but there was no indication of fluvial deposit. This totally adds to my theory! If Native Americans built the mounds, then the soil would have to have been churned up, therefor destroying any previous deposit patterns. The Mima mounds are very spooky. Almost as spooky as Tim’s hairdo!


We left the mounds around 2:30 PM in order to beat the “storm”. We drove to pack forest. I am in love with pack forest. I could live there. 



DAY 2
I woke up at 5:45, and it actually wasn’t horrible. We went out to the parking lot where the vans were, and we looked up into the trees. Tim called for a pygmy owl. I learned that when you’re trying to lure birds, you should always start with the smallest calls first. Pygmy owls are fairly territorial, so they will check out what’s going on if they hear another pygmy owl on their turf. Unfortunately, it was pretty rainy and windy, so the owl never came down. However, there was more than one pygmy owl, and we might have started a scuffle, because they started calling back and forth to each other!
We headed for the mountain at 8:30, and we stopped at the Kautz creek landslide location. In 1947, heavy rain resulted in a debris flow that tore down old growth forest. We could see remnants of the old forest and the debris, where old logs and large boulders littered the forest floor. This new forest had some key characteristics: Young Douglas Firs make up the canopy layer, effectively blocking out light for other trees. However, Western Hemlocks grow on top of nurse logs that litter the floor, due to their shade tolerance. Western Red cedar snags also stood in between the Douglas Firs from the previous forest. The forest floor is covered in moss, which is due to the lack of light caused by the competition for light. Alders are also common in new forests, because they are hardy in disturbed or poor soil. However, this forest was in the stem exclusion phase, so there were fallen Douglas Firs.

***Fun highlight: As we were leaving the parking lot, a gray jay flew into Kalie’s hand full of trail mix! ***


We then headed off to the Twin firs trails, where we explored the lowland Old Growth Forest. Old Growth Forests are identified by the acronym
Big Trees: in this case, old cedars and Douglas firs
Uneven Canopy: full of vine maples and red alders, due to more light availability
Nurse logs: Dead logs, often the tops of old growth trees that break off during wind
Snags: Standing dead trees
Also, old growth forests have high decadence, which describes a high level of decay (such as nurse logs). This decay helps new life that utilizes the retained water and rich nutrients. Snags provide important habitats for birds and insects, and are also a facet of decadence (they’re decaying too!).
We identified many types of mushrooms and lichen, which are abundant in the moist and dark forest.

PICTURE OF THE MUSHROOM STUMP

We headed to a bridge that overlooked the Nisqually River. We were handed a photograph of what the valley looked like in 1904, and compared the difference between the views today.  The black ice in 1904 carved out the entire valley. We could see the trim line towards the left, but it was hard to compare depth towards the right side, because the photo is pretty blurry. I can assume that the exposed basalt on the cliffs was created by the glacier, and that the rocks left at the bottom of the river were also remnants of the receding Vashon glacier. I decided to fiddle around with my binoculars, and subsequently found a pair of fluffy mountain goats grazing next to a waterfall. That was probably the highlight of my trip; I felt proud for having spotted something no one else might have found.
We left the bridge, and we headed towards the final push of the trip- Paradise. I was actually really apprehensive about the hike, because I’m kind of a weakling when it comes to cold weather. When we arrived, there were several inches of snow on the ground, and it was 34 degrees. I was pretty nervous. But when we stepped outside, the view of the mountain peaks and subalpine firs took my breath away. I can see why John Muir loved it so much, who described Paradise as “the most luxuriant and the most extravagantly beautiful of all the alpine gardens I ever beheld in all my mountaintop wanderings”. 


The trees were very small, but when we reached a felled tree, we saw that the trees are actually very old, and had very condensed rings-they just grew so slowly because of their harsh conditions.



We hiked a mile and a half through the subalpine firs, with their conical shape and flexible branches, until we arrived at the moraine. The Nisqually glacier is an awe inducing sight. Looking East, we could see the glacial river flowing down the valley. It was really nice to be able to see the anatomy of a glacier in real life. We could see where the ice pushed the gravel and rocks, and the glacial river flowing down from it. Although the view was gorgeous, it was also depressing. The Nisqually glacier has receded so much in the past three years, where you can see in the photo below. In 2013, the glacier extended towards the far edge of the light colored sediment.



Seeing the fast-receding glacier is a good reminder that our actions have swift and significant impacts. Rachel Carson wrote: In nature nothing exists alone”. Humans are not exempt from this- we must treat the Earth as a symbiotic partner, not a tool for our own gain.

SOURCES
https://www.fws.gov/refuge/Billy_Frank_Jr_Nisqually/about.html
http://nisquallydeltarestoration.org/about.php

http://faculty.washington.edu/wgold/bes489/020409.pdf 

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Entry 2: October 11th, 2016

Tuesday, October 11th, 2016
Sunny, no clouds, occasional breeze
61 degrees in the sun, definitely cold in the shade
2:40 PM 

Part I

I've realized that my central spot is a little too close to the trail, but it does serve as a good starting point. I'll use the patch of moss at the buttress of the Cedar tree as a reference point for the phenology photos, but I will make sure to venture behind the tree more in the following entries. 

At my central spot, everything feels droopier, like it's receding or wilting. 


The lady ferns are more sparse, and have browned and curled at the edges. The leafy marsh-plants that I haven't been able to identify are turning yellow and breaking at the stalk due to their inability to support their own weight any longer. 


I think the salmon berry bushes have lost more of their leaves, and seem more brittle than they did last week. The leafier moss seems to be getting browner, as though the brown Earth is slowly overtaking it. There are no more mushrooms on my sitting spot, which may be, and I suspect that it is, due to human interference. 



























Many of the Big Leaf Maple (Acer Macrophyllum) leaves are decaying, as newer and more brightly colored ones littler the floor atop them. The Earth doesn't smell as strongly as it did last         week because it hasn't rained in the past few days. However, it does seem muddier. I got my foot caught in the mud several times.

Last week, I failed to notice all of the beautiful moss that was hanging off of the Pacific Yew to my left. I know now that it's a Pacific Yew (Taxus Brevifolia) because of the little berries growing on the underside of the tips of the branches (Thanks Allen!). 



When I walk behind the Western Red cedar (Thuja plicata) at my central point, I enter an area that is sloped, with marshier plants accumulating towards the bottom, where the creek is located. Two small (really small) waterways flow down the hillside on either side of me. 

(Overview of the area behind the Thuja Plicata)

  

(Water flowing downhill to my left)


(Water flowing downhill on my right) 

Also, I failed to notice that much of the landscape is being choked out by the invasive morning glory vines that Allen showed us in class today. In fact, my focal Western Red cedar is being overtaken!!



Part II

This week's journal assignment involves a lot of sketches. I definitely have a lot of intent, but am millions of miles from perfection. It was also very cold in the shade, which may have had some impact on my drawing ability.  

1.) The first sketch is a memory sketch, which is exercise #3 in the Leslie's article


 2.) Next is the contour sketch that requires you to avoid looking at the paper. This was hilarious. (exercise #4). 


3.) The previous sketches were basically gestures sketches, so I decided to pick a patch of Red Alders (Alnus rubra) to do the gesture sketch exercises for. Having a larger scope for the following drawings 
seemed like a better idea than drawing the minuscule sample again. 

The 5 second gesture sketch 

The 10 second gesture sketch 

The 30 second gesture sketch 


The 60 second gesture sketch 

Then, for reference, here is the actual patch of Red Alders

For the last two exercise sketches, I decided to pick  a lady fern.

4.) Diagram Sketch 

5.) Detailed sketch

Then, I did some sketches of random plants I found. I really enjoy the horsetail one.  







This is not for those who are unfamiliar with the smell of trodden earth, who have never lied supine towards the trees, who have never seen them write secrets on the ground with leaves. This is not for those who are lulled to sleep by flivvers and whispers and footsteps above them. This is the secret I keep from the trees- get out while you can, before your soul is condemned. 














Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Entry 1: 10/5/16

October 5th, 2016
4;05 PM
65 degrees
Sunny, with hazy clouds

I chose Ravenna Park mainly because it's fairly quiet here. I was walking along the trail from the Cowen Park end, where I came across a trail beyond the creek to my left. I decided to hop over the creek and explore the makeshift trail area. As a native Washingtonian, I do not find Ravenna Park's landscape foreign or surprising, so it felt very comforting to visit. 



The area beyond the creek was a wetland, as previous signs along the trail had foretold.



My notebook marks where I was sitting-underneath a cedar tree. I sit atop the roots, which were covered in moss. I sat there for a minute as people ran and bicycled by. I can hear crows behind me as I face the creek I just crossed. There's a small bird I can hear somewhere to my right, which intermittently lets out a high-pitched chirp. There's a chickadee (Poecile atricapillus) chirping right above me; I suspect it is in the cedar tree that I sit under. The air smells of mud (due to the recent rain), and the stench of my marshy surroundings. I look at the small patch of moss that I sit on, and find a few mushrooms growing near my right foot. 


I begin to think of how many different kinds of moss I can find. I only found three; two types converged on my seat, and another hanging off of the trees 

 
Then I begin to look at the foliage past my feet. Most of it is salmon berry (Rubus spectabilis) bushes and giant horsetails (Equisetum telmatiea), as well as ferns.

There are two salmon berry patches next to me, each with their own crowd of ferns surrounding them. To my right is a red cedar that looks like three because of the way it's growing.

On my way to take that picture, I found a few interesting brightly colored mushrooms growing on the tree on the side  They looked very out of place in the green and brown forest. 
     

I found three kinds of ferns; 

The Spiny Wood fern (Dryopters expansa)
 

The Bracken fern (Pteridium aquilinum)

And the Sword Fern (Polystichum munitum)


The ground is coated with dying leaves from the ferns, salmon berry bushes, and from the big leafed maple from across the trail. I found one holly tree, which was being suffocated by the salmon berry bushes and ferns that dominate the area. 


I also found a footprint of a dog, and a lot of big and leafy marsh plants that I don't know the name of.




I hope to be able to identify more species next week, and to get a sense of what I should explore next weel.