Driving down to the home place in West Cork is always a treat, especially if I haven’t been home in a while. Living in the city of Dublin now when I drive out the country roads I appreciate all the scenery more.
On my last trip down the back roads to Hagal Farm the hills looked on fire with the amazing golden glow of the Molinia caerulea commonly known as Purple Moor-grass (or uncommonly known by its Irish name ‘Fionnán’)
It’s spent seed heads and browned off blades gleaming gold in the spring sunlight look like flames.
This Irish native is quite widespread and locally abundant on permanently or seasonally wet ground as well as marshes and wet heaths and moors.
It was nice to stop and take it in as probably by the time I drive down to West Cork again it will all have transformed in to the lush green rolling hills that Ireland is so well known for.
On a more mundane note, this grass is also partially responsible for the rapped spread of hill fires that plague the country around this time of year. (In this case, the hills quite aptly ‘on fire with Molinia caerulea 'Purple Moor-grass')
According to a recent post in the Irish Examiner, last year, was one of the worst on record for such fires in Ireland, with Irish forestry’s ‘Coillte’ reporting damage to thousands of acres of forestry last year, three times in excess of the annual average.
|Gorse fire near Baltimore|
[picture from The Southren Star]
Oh look how nicely my post started out, hope I didn’t end up bumming you out. On the plus side, hopefully these new measures will see increased beauty and wildlife throughout these parts at this stunning time of the year.
Fantastic photos. DianeReplyDelete
Wonder if or when we will move on from using fire. The wheat farmers burn the stubble. Usually there is smoke rising somewhere around us. Sometimes we drive past and can still see the flames leaping. And then there are the sad idiots who chuck out blazing cigarette ends as they roll obliviously on, leaving destruction in their wake.ReplyDelete
The purple moor-grass is lovely. So glad you highlighted it in its "off season" when it looks to be at its most spectacular. Enjoyed the background commentary too.ReplyDelete
The purple moor grass is beautiful, when it's not ablaze that is. Although probably not the case in lush green Ireland, here in California many of our native plants evolved in the presence of natural fire cycles. Although historically some fires were intentionally set to 'manage' the land, many of the fires started as a consequence of lightening. It makes propagating some of our native plants challenging as they have hardened seed coats to survive fire, and demand heat or abrasion to facilitate germination. Our suppression of the natural fire cycles now in more populated areas has altered which species are able to grow in some areas.ReplyDelete
That's fascinating stuff Clare, ThanksReplyDelete
Wow! Thanks for a peek at your part of the world. The scenery is spectacular. Fire is a scary thing; I can't imagine a farmer or anyone else setting a deliberate fire to the moor grass.ReplyDelete
Beautiful Photos Sunny; enjoy hearing the Irish names for the grasses!ReplyDelete
These photographs are absolutely beautiful. I love the colours.ReplyDelete