Actually that is Pinus contorta as the filename of the picture suggests. I’m from British Columbia so I see it quite often as part of my education. Pinus contorta has two variants here, one we call shore pine which is what the tree in the picture seems to be and the other is called lodgepole pine which has a much straighter form and is found in the interior of BC. I’m not sure what the common name for the species would be called in Washington state though. It is nice seeing something I’m familiar with for once.
Dick the Damnedsays
Look, you pedants, PZ is a biologist. If he thinks “rugged old tree” is a good enough descriptor, then that’s good enough for me.
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chigau (違わない)says
Bonsai!!!!
unclefrogysays
when I see pictures of trees like that trees that are bent or uneven with dead wood around I can’t help but think it is a pretty day the day of the photo but not on other days the days that moved the dead wood or causes the tree to grow bent.
I do like seeing how life works and persists and adapts.
very wonderful
Having grown up in Montana, I’m very familiar with lodgepole pine — so called because it grows nice and straight for teepee poles. I’d never have guessed that picture was the same species. You learn something every day!
A. Rsays
I’ve always preferred Quercus robur myself, but this is quite nice.
MG Myerssays
When I think of lodgepole pines, I think about the Yellowstone National Park fires and how exposure to high temperatures opened and released seeds of the pine cones.
butchpansysays
The shore pine, Pinus contorta v. Contorta, grows as far South as my neighborhood, Sonoma County, California. It always seems to be within sight of the sea, developing very picturesque shapes in response to the nearly ceaseless wind. It, too is a closed-cone pine, opening its cones in the heat of a fire to release its seeds. That’s why it’s called a fire-climax plant community; forest fires reset the biological clock, periodically. I’ve moved inland, into the oak woodlands dominated by Quercus lobata, but get out to the coast occasionally. It’s the ravens I miss the most. And the stars.
JohnnieCanucksays
That image is on the Wikipedia page for Lodgepole Pine.
The caption says it was taken in Anacortes Community Forest Lands, Washington. The description page for the Wiki image says “Shore Pine with Burrows Bay and Rosario Strait behind”.
StevoRsays
I want to climb it.
Nice image and impressively tough tree.
Trees are tougher, stronger and more impressive than most of us appreciate I reckon – and live longer too, see more temporally (eyeless but still) but onlyu ever one spot.
Imagine a time lapse of its life from first breakthrough the soil to final collapse and decomposition in X years time.
Rodney Nelsonsays
A naturally occurring bonsai.
birgerjohanssonsays
We introduced pinus contorta in Sweden since it was supposed to grow faster than native pines. A decade or two later, it turns out the trees have high mortality (due to sensitivity to local conditions) thus eliminating any advantage…
What’s with the philosophical therapy spam @35? That’s twice this week people have been touting philosophy-flavored therapy.
mothrasays
Stands straight in the forest, or contorted on shore,
a pine for the present and a little bit more.
Conifer picturesque and still mighty fine,
but a mayfly compared to a bristle cone pine.
In blustery wind or high palisade,
on rocky sea coast or steep mountain grade,
American wilderness symbol divine,
a merely great tree, not a bristle cone pine.
A bristle cone pine on high desert plateau,
had parents that dotted a ground sloths milieu.
Generations, one thousand of humans enshrined,
but two for the venerable bristle cone pine.
Rocks of the ages will break in the cold,
fissures expand when there’s ice in the fold.
Roots grapple stone in slow wandering time,
are just minor works of the bristle cone pine.
Oh Pinus contorta, of mountains and coast,
two sons, one for each ecological ‘host’.
Pinus aristata of high deserts biome,
a stoic survior or brother alone?
Species in myriads have phrases to say,
Some more form a sentence or a page in their day.
Then Chapters form novels for deepness of time,
We treasure the book of the bristle cone pine.
(tip O’ the hat to Hugh and Jim.)
Silisays
Feminopoly
I call dips on the diaphragm. You can be the lipstick.
Then I’ll castrate you when you land on my Womyn-born-womyn Festival square.
skybluskybluesays
PZ may be alluding to a fundie Christian song called The Old Rugged Tree The words:
On a hill far away stands an old rugged tree,
A lone emblem of suffering and shame.
And I love that old tree that withstood a thousand
cuts.
If you listen it whispers: No blame.
O I cherish that old rugged tree…bla, bla, bla
Yuck! I would cherish all the *real* old rugged trees out in our beautiful universe.
JohnnieCanucksays
Rodney @17
Good eye. From the Lodgepole Pine Wiki:
“The ssp. contorta Shore Pine’s smaller selections are also used in ‘large bonsai’ specimens and container gardening.”
I’m trying to recall which insect it was that was eating through stands of these. Killed all of them in a private park along Hwy 1 where I was living in 2000, and the state was cutting down may along the highways to prevent the spread as the trees sickened and became breeding points.
mothrasays
The current major beetle conifer pest in western North America is the Mountain pine bark beetle, Dendroctonis ponderosae.
If I’m missing a caption…that’s a Bristlecone Pine?
or maybe just a pine of some variety with a dead tree on it…
Actually that is Pinus contorta as the filename of the picture suggests. I’m from British Columbia so I see it quite often as part of my education. Pinus contorta has two variants here, one we call shore pine which is what the tree in the picture seems to be and the other is called lodgepole pine which has a much straighter form and is found in the interior of BC. I’m not sure what the common name for the species would be called in Washington state though. It is nice seeing something I’m familiar with for once.
Look, you pedants, PZ is a biologist. If he thinks “rugged old tree” is a good enough descriptor, then that’s good enough for me.
They way I look at it, it would just gum up my chimney.
Reading this on my RSS reader, I noticed an advertisement at the bottom:
I avoided clicking on the ad (which pointed to doubleclick, and was tagged “Ads by Google”).
Bonsai!!!!
when I see pictures of trees like that trees that are bent or uneven with dead wood around I can’t help but think it is a pretty day the day of the photo but not on other days the days that moved the dead wood or causes the tree to grow bent.
I do like seeing how life works and persists and adapts.
very wonderful
uncle frogy
Lone pine?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lone_Pine_(tree)
I want to give it a hug.
Having grown up in Montana, I’m very familiar with lodgepole pine — so called because it grows nice and straight for teepee poles. I’d never have guessed that picture was the same species. You learn something every day!
I’ve always preferred Quercus robur myself, but this is quite nice.
When I think of lodgepole pines, I think about the Yellowstone National Park fires and how exposure to high temperatures opened and released seeds of the pine cones.
The shore pine, Pinus contorta v. Contorta, grows as far South as my neighborhood, Sonoma County, California. It always seems to be within sight of the sea, developing very picturesque shapes in response to the nearly ceaseless wind. It, too is a closed-cone pine, opening its cones in the heat of a fire to release its seeds. That’s why it’s called a fire-climax plant community; forest fires reset the biological clock, periodically. I’ve moved inland, into the oak woodlands dominated by Quercus lobata, but get out to the coast occasionally. It’s the ravens I miss the most. And the stars.
That image is on the Wikipedia page for Lodgepole Pine.
The caption says it was taken in Anacortes Community Forest Lands, Washington. The description page for the Wiki image says “Shore Pine with Burrows Bay and Rosario Strait behind”.
I want to climb it.
Nice image and impressively tough tree.
Trees are tougher, stronger and more impressive than most of us appreciate I reckon – and live longer too, see more temporally (eyeless but still) but onlyu ever one spot.
Imagine a time lapse of its life from first breakthrough the soil to final collapse and decomposition in X years time.
A naturally occurring bonsai.
We introduced pinus contorta in Sweden since it was supposed to grow faster than native pines. A decade or two later, it turns out the trees have high mortality (due to sensitivity to local conditions) thus eliminating any advantage…
I like the ponderosa pine myself. It’s robust and majestic.
I, too, learned that lodgepole pines aren’t always tall and straight. And that there are varieties: not just Contorta also three more.
What’s with the philosophical therapy spam @35? That’s twice this week people have been touting philosophy-flavored therapy.
Stands straight in the forest, or contorted on shore,
a pine for the present and a little bit more.
Conifer picturesque and still mighty fine,
but a mayfly compared to a bristle cone pine.
In blustery wind or high palisade,
on rocky sea coast or steep mountain grade,
American wilderness symbol divine,
a merely great tree, not a bristle cone pine.
A bristle cone pine on high desert plateau,
had parents that dotted a ground sloths milieu.
Generations, one thousand of humans enshrined,
but two for the venerable bristle cone pine.
Rocks of the ages will break in the cold,
fissures expand when there’s ice in the fold.
Roots grapple stone in slow wandering time,
are just minor works of the bristle cone pine.
Oh Pinus contorta, of mountains and coast,
two sons, one for each ecological ‘host’.
Pinus aristata of high deserts biome,
a stoic survior or brother alone?
Species in myriads have phrases to say,
Some more form a sentence or a page in their day.
Then Chapters form novels for deepness of time,
We treasure the book of the bristle cone pine.
(tip O’ the hat to Hugh and Jim.)
I call dips on the diaphragm. You can be the lipstick.
Then I’ll castrate you when you land on my Womyn-born-womyn Festival square.
PZ may be alluding to a fundie Christian song called The Old Rugged Tree The words:
On a hill far away stands an old rugged tree,
A lone emblem of suffering and shame.
And I love that old tree that withstood a thousand
cuts.
If you listen it whispers: No blame.
O I cherish that old rugged tree…bla, bla, bla
Yuck! I would cherish all the *real* old rugged trees out in our beautiful universe.
Rodney @17
Good eye. From the Lodgepole Pine Wiki:
“The ssp. contorta Shore Pine’s smaller selections are also used in ‘large bonsai’ specimens and container gardening.”
I’m trying to recall which insect it was that was eating through stands of these. Killed all of them in a private park along Hwy 1 where I was living in 2000, and the state was cutting down may along the highways to prevent the spread as the trees sickened and became breeding points.
The current major beetle conifer pest in western North America is the Mountain pine bark beetle, Dendroctonis ponderosae.