I don't know what it is LesleyK, but I had something very similar in my hen pen this morning. I assumed it was from the wood chip which is interesting as yours seem to be growing in wood chip or bark also?
I just went out to compare but it has been mangled by a be-clawed foot It didn't look as spectacular as yours do though!
It obviously likes woodchip Victoria. The Council put that down by the park earlier in the year to suppress the weeds. I hope that the hens are OK living with it and that it's not harmful to them.
I just looked it up and it said both 'inedible' and 'should be considered toxic'. My chickens are quite canny though and I've never seen them attempt to eat anything toxic even with unrestricted access. They're waiting at the conservatory doors for their evening corn and mealworms as I type.
Fungi are our friends and essential to life on this planet. Inkcap, as Edd says, which are common on ground covered with bark chippings. Enjoy the view as they will be gone almost as quickly as they came - like the name suggests, they 'melt' into a dark liquid resembling ink.
A trowel in the hand is worth a thousand lost under a bush.
I read your post a little while ago philippa and thought it was a great idea. So armed with the dog and the camera I went back and Bob was quite right - they had all gone, bar a few twisted stalks
I told OH what I was going to do and he laughed and said 'did you tell them that it was by the cemetery?'
Super photo Lesley........if you lay on the ground and take a pic from that perspective, the results can be quite stunning. (I used to do a lot of that sort of thing)
I used to do a lot of that sort of thing too Philippa - I remember very early indeed one morning I was laying on my tum on the grass path up to the allotments, photographing the village in the valley below as it emerged through some autumn mist. Suddenly there were some rapid heavy footsteps and a lot of huffing and puffing - an elderly allotmenteer was on his way back from feeding his pig (large rural allotments) and he saw me and thought I was a dead body. Bless him he nearly had a heart attack when I rolled over and spoke to him
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
This morning there had been a new eruption although not as many as before. So risking life and limb I climbed the fence. The dog was barking at me because I was being weird so I had to take a quick one before I attracted too much attention
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I don't know what it is LesleyK, but I had something very similar in my hen pen this morning. I assumed it was from the wood chip which is interesting as yours seem to be growing in wood chip or bark also?
I just went out to compare but it has been mangled by a be-clawed foot
It didn't look as spectacular as yours do though!
Gosh - that was quick. Thanks Edd
It obviously likes woodchip Victoria. The Council put that down by the park earlier in the year to suppress the weeds. I hope that the hens are OK living with it and that it's not harmful to them.
I just looked it up and it said both 'inedible' and 'should be considered toxic'. My chickens are quite canny though and I've never seen them attempt to eat anything toxic even with unrestricted access. They're waiting at the conservatory doors for their evening corn and mealworms as I type.
What a wonderful and enchanting scene!
Fungi are our friends and essential to life on this planet. Inkcap, as Edd says, which are common on ground covered with bark chippings. Enjoy the view as they will be gone almost as quickly as they came - like the name suggests, they 'melt' into a dark liquid resembling ink.
Thanks Bob - that's fascinating
I know very little about fungi and this has certainly stirred my curiosity..
I read your post a little while ago philippa and thought it was a great idea. So armed with the dog and the camera I went back and Bob was quite right - they had all gone, bar a few twisted stalks
I told OH what I was going to do and he laughed and said 'did you tell them that it was by the cemetery?'
I used to do a lot of that sort of thing too Philippa - I remember very early indeed one morning I was laying on my tum on the grass path up to the allotments, photographing the village in the valley below as it emerged through some autumn mist. Suddenly there were some rapid heavy footsteps and a lot of huffing and puffing - an elderly allotmenteer was on his way back from feeding his pig (large rural allotments) and he saw me and thought I was a dead body. Bless him he nearly had a heart attack when I rolled over and spoke to him
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
This morning there had been a new eruption although not as many as before. So risking life and limb I climbed the fence. The dog was barking at me because I was being weird so I had to take a quick one before I attracted too much attention
The things I do for you philippa
Gorgeous! and aren't they a fabulous colour!
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.