I confess I don’t do the wood work I once did to bring in a winter’s worth of firewood. I have taken to buying my wood (from Rob Cluxton) and adding a cord or two on my own from what ends up on the ground of natural causes.
But there were two standing-dead trees that taunted me every time we made the pasture loop, jeering that “a real man wouldn’t let easy wood go to rot.” But I gave up dropping standing trees some years back after being nominated for the Woodsman’s Darwin Award.
So I hired a hit job. Ben Zimmerman of Floyd Farm and Home came out and made quick work of two oaks, mostly now stacked and under black plastic just behind the house for next year’s January heat.
My son-in-law, whose arms are the size of my legs, was willing to help me monster-maul the stove lengths–some 20 inches across–into pieces even I could load into the truck.
As we were in the process of busting these stout sections of oak, I noticed that the fungi had some some attractive work as they took their share of my future firewood. What a lovely color–not purple exactly. Help me with this color. Rose-violet? The pinkest of these colors according toÂ Hex color: grayish magenta.Â
You don’t see this color so often in January, and only in garden flowers mostly in other seasons. I’m thinking Dianthus, the small “pinks” of summer pastures.
SoÂ I claimedÂ a minute or two to take inÂ the beauty that nature gives us, even in the act of taking dust to dust. You can see a larger more detailed image here.Â
Beautiful! Tx for sharing this.
They are beautiful!! Nature trumps art.
Penny Lane could possibly use some of them for her jewelry. She does an amazing job of turning fungi into art!
I’d call it dusty rose, edged in lavender. Beautiful!
The color is mauve.