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rebeccathenaturalist · 11 months

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How to Identify Turkey Tail Mushrooms

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Name: Turkey Tail Mushroom (Trametes versicolor, syn. Coriolus versicolor and Polyporus versicolor)

Range and typical habitat(s): Commonly found throughout North America, but found in varying amounts on all continents except Antarctica

Distinguishing physical characteristics (size, colors, overall shapes, detail shapes): Turkey tail is one of a number of small, shelf-shaped mushrooms that grow on decaying wood. Most specimens are only a couple of inches across, though remarkable examples may reach eight inches across. The cap lacks a stipe (stem), and is often semicircular in shape with a ruffled edge. Like a turkey’s tail, it has several concentric bands of color, usually various shades of brown, and the center being darkest, though individual coloration may vary. Some bands may acquire a greenish tint if algae grows on them. The outermost band, which is actively growing, is white. Close examination may reveal very fine hairs on some parts of the cap. The hymenophore on the underside has very tiny pores and is usually white to pale brown.

The pored white underside of the turkey tail mushroom.

Turkey tail usually grows in big, layered clusters; some particularly large flushes may have hundreds of individual mushrooms. It only grows on the dead wood of deciduous trees. As it decays the lignin (and, to a lesser degree, cellulose) in the wood, it is included among the white-rot fungi. While many mushrooms only last a few days to a couple of weeks, turkey tails may persist for months.

Other organisms it could be confused with and how to tell the difference: There are several shelf-like mushrooms that are quite similar to turkey tail. Let’s look at a few of the more common ones.

False turkey tail (Stereum ostrea) at first glance looks very similar, with its varied rings of brown and pale outer edge. However, a look at the underside reveals a smooth surface rather than the pores of true turkey tail. It also tends to be more reddish in tone and lighter overall, lacking the dark center often seen in turkey tail.

Note the smooth surface on the pale underside of the false turkey tail mushroom. By JSmall, CCA-4.0

The gilled polypore (Trametes betulina, formerly Lenzites betulina) looks rather like an old, pale, washed-out turkey tail. As its common name suggests, though, it has gills instead of pores underneath the cap.

Note the gills on the underside rather than the turkey tail’s pores. By Wilhelm Zimmerling PAR, CCA-SA-4.0

There are other Trametes species that do have pores like turkey tail does; ochre bracket (Trametes ochracea) is one example. In this case, careful examination of the coloration of prime specimens will reveal paler colors on average.

Note how much paler these T. ochracea are.

Splitgill mushrooms (Schizophylum commune) may superficially look like turkey tails at first glance, but upon examination the more uniformly pale upper cap and deeply grooved gills underneath give it away as another species entirely.

White splitgill mushrooms showing their namesake.

Anything else worth mentioning? While turkey tail mushrooms are not generally considered to be edible, they may be an organic substitute for chewing gum. They also have purported medicinal value. Japan allows its compound, Polysaccharide-K, as a supplementary treatment for cancer; it is also taken as a dietary supplement elsewhere. Studies regarding PSK’s efficacy in treating cancer, immune deficiencies, or other ailments are contradictory at best. While long-term use does not seem to have any particularly toxic effects, it is not recommended for pregnant people, and taking turkey tail can cause darkened stool and fingernails, and diarrhea.

As with any supplement that has not received FDA approval, caution is advised, as is speaking with your physician prior to use. The fad associated with recent Western use often skirts the line of pseudoscience, and most of the websites I found about this species were people selling it while exaggerating potential effects regarding things like gut health and general immune responses. While turkey tail is a common mushroom, overharvesting in an area can reduce the availability of spores and potentially hinder the fungus’ reproduction there.

Further reading:

Mushroom Expert: Trametes versicolor

MDC Field Guide: Turkey Tail

Midwest Mycology: Trametes versicolor

Encyclopedia of Life: Turkey Tail

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80s-movie-tournament · 7 months

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yellow or mulberry?

Ooh...two questions!

Yellow -> most annoying part of running your tourney?

Hmm...I really enjoy running it and seeing all the silly and passionate notes, but the hardest part is easily all the prep work. Making the form, sorting responses, seeding the tournament, making the bracket, and then making 64 posts without a preexisting template was such a drag. It's become a lot more fun to just sit back and watch the chaos the more and more films get eliminated.

Mulberry -> what do you want to do once the tournament is over?

Well well well...I'm glad you asked! I will probably give myself some time to take a breather from poll-making, but there has been an idea nagging me for a while that I wanted to get an idea of audience interest for: would you be interested in a 80s song smackdown tournament? It would be very hard to narrow down the most iconic 64, but I really, really want to see what song Tumblr loves the most. If you would be interested, please let me know in the notes!

Once again, thanks for the ask! Here are the remaining questions (asked ones are italicized):

Lilac -> funniest submissions?

Iridium -> how many submissions did you get?

Lime -> participant(s) you��re rooting for the most?

Yellow -> most annoying part of running your tourney

Coral -> participant(s) you did not expect to make it this far

Azure -> what/who inspired you to run this competition?

Sage -> showdown you’re most excited for?

Sandstone -> any question you’d like, doesn’t have to be related to the polls :]

Carmine -> what submissions did you want to include but didn't make the final cut?

Ochre -> what is your favorite (or least favorite) entry?

Mulberry -> what do you want to do once the tournament is over?

Viridian -> who do you think is going to be the winner of the tournament?

#ask game

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Shadow and Veil-Chapter Forty Four

Summary: Eva Moore’s life was a carefully constructed fiction. Every day, she did exactly what her mother in law, her husband, and his best friend expected of her. No mistakes. And, that was going pretty well for Eva right up until a huge complication literally tried to run her over. Now, she’s faced with trying to keep the pieces of her life from falling apart while attempting (and failing) to keep her feelings for her husband’s new business partner at bay.

A/N: This fic is a sister-fic to A Need So Great and A Need Unleashed. You do not need to have read ANSG or ANU to read this fic, but there are Easter eggs from those fics in Shadow and Veil for readers with keen eyes. This fic is explicit for canon-compliant blood, gore, violence, and sex. As such, it is intended for an adult audience, only. A/B/O dynamics come with their own warning. Anyone under the age of 18 should not interact with this work. I do not consent to reposting this work to other platforms. Reblog only to Tumblr.

Word Count: ~3,600

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Eva hung her ochre dress in the closet. After days of lying on the floor, the thing was a crumpled mess and it had taken effort to find a local dry cleaner she trusted to clean and press the garment. Eva would happily exert that effort all over again. She stared at the shimmering fabric, knowing that she would never get rid of it. The dress would go wherever she went for as long as she lived. Always a reminder of the momentous step forward in her relationship with her alpha.

The heat ebbed and flowed, rising and falling over the course of several days. Intense need bracketed by sleep and drowsy wallowing in the bond. Wrapped in Horacio’s arms, Eva felt safer than she’d ever felt in her life. In the bubble of their shared bed, nothing and no one could reach her.

A knock at the door.

Eva flinched and held her breath.

Horacio and Javier were scouting the factory so that they could create a plan of attack. Josh hadn’t moved the place, which was a boon. But, he also hadn’t been seen on-site in several days. Horacio had a hunch that he was staying in one of a few residences nearby, but hadn’t yet figured out which. Finding out where Josh was hunkered down was their primary objective for the day.

Another knock.

Eva moved silently through the apartment. She couldn’t think of a single good reason for anyone to be knocking at her door. Her hand hesitated over the deadbolt, hovering mid-air, before she blew out a breath and opened it. The doorway was empty. She stepped out and craned her neck to look one way. Empty. And then, the other.

Barrel of a gun.

And, beyond, the angry face of Doctor Joshua Moore.

“Hello, Eva.”

She was surprised she could speak through the icy fear, “Hello, Josh.”

The gun was very close. So close that Eva thought she might be able to see the bullet in the chamber, if she squinted. He’d cut his hair. It was razored very near to his head, only the way the color caught the light gave away that he was blond. There were lines on his face that hadn’t been there before. The mouth that once held a constant, self-satisfied smirk, was flat. He looked like a completely different man.

“Where are your manners? Invite me in,” he demanded.

Slowly, Eva backed into the apartment. She kept her eyes on Josh, on the weapon in his hand. Eva was fairly confident that he didn’t come there to kill her, but ‘fairly confident’ didn’t seem so reassuring when death was on the line.

He moved smoothly through the door and closed it behind him, “Sit.”

She sat.

Josh took the armchair opposite her. His posture was casual, the gun resting on his knee, “How are you, Birdie?”

“Fine, I reckon,” she replied, wincing at the crack in her voice.

“Oh, you reck-on?” he teased, “I see you’ve regressed a little since I saw you last.” He rolled his eyes, “Although I suppose I can excuse it, given the circumstances.” When she didn’t say anything, he leaned back into the cushion and asked, “So, what have you been up to?”

Eva searched for words. Her voice, when it came, was high and reedy, “Oh, you know, same old stuff.”

He smiled, “I’ve heard. Diego really did need an accountant.”

She clung to yet another of Josh’s incorrect conclusions, “His books were atrocious.”

A laugh, “I bet.” Then, “Tell me, where are his holdings?”

Eva’s brows drew together, “His holdings?”

He rolled his wrist in a kind of ‘come on’ gesture, “His money, Birdie. Where is it?”

A lie felt like it wouldn’t land well, “I...don’t know.”

“What do you mean, you don’t know?”

She shrugged, “I don’t. I have no idea where Diego’s money comes from.”

Josh’s eyes narrowed, “You’re his accountant.”

“And,” Eva replied in a low tone, “he is remarkably private.”

He sucked his teeth in disappointment. “Alright. What do you know?”

She hesitated, “He’s been working with a cartel.” God, why hadn’t she planned a fucking story for this moment? A thought came to her, “You know, I think he’s more of a...what do you call it...a mercenary. But, for drugs?”

Josh stared at her, “A drug mercenary.”

“Yes.”

He closed his eyes and ran his hand across his face, “Its been months, Eva. And, all you have is drug mercenary.”

She swallowed, “He doesn’t let me see much.”

“He doesn’t let—,” he cut himself off, sighed, and started again, “Birdie, you have to have seen something.”

What he was hunting for, she couldn’t even begin to guess. Eva glanced at the gun while her brain worked to come up with a response. Something—anything--that would fuel his ego. “He’s waiting for you.”

Josh’s brows lifted, “Oh?”

Encouraged, Eva continued, “He...knows you’ve been asking about him. He’s been waiting for you to make contact.”

“Really?”

She nodded.

“Why?”

“I don’t know. He doesn’t talk to me about it.”

“What does he talk to you about?”

There was a softness in his tone that sounded like danger. She felt the hair on her arms stand up in warning. If Eva said the wrong thing, he would lash out. She wracked her brain for every effective strategy she’d ever used to mitigate Josh’s anger.

Eva took a chance at stroking his ego, “You, mostly.”

His tone was intrigued, “Oh?”

“He asked me the same questions you just asked me.”

Josh’s face lit up with interest. Nailed it. “What did you tell him?”

“As little as possible,” Then, “Diego is...perceptive.”

He rolled his eyes, “I’m sure you think he’s perceptive.” Then, “He’s been manipulating you, Birdie.”

She looked away, “He kidnapped me, Josh. He took me to a new place where I don’t know anyone, where I don’t speak the language. You’ll have to excuse me if I’m a little off balance.”

Josh leaned forward, “All this sass is new for you. I don’t like it.” A pause, “That’s not the only thing that’s changed, is it?” He pointed to her neck, “Did he force you, Birdie?” A pause, “Did it hurt?”

Not at all, she thought while saying nothing. Let him project whatever he wanted onto her. Their bond, and the way it was solidified, was private. Sacred.

“Well,” he sighed when he realized she wasn’t going to answer, “that can be fixed.”

“Fixed?” Eva blurted.

Josh’s brows lifted, “Yes, of course. I’m an incredibly gifted pharmacologist—or had you forgotten? With enough time, I’ll break the bond. Don’t you worry.”

She gasped involuntarily, “You’re going to kill me, then.”

“Oh, no,” he replied easily, “I can’t guarantee that it will be painless, but you won’t die. I’ll make sure of it.”

Eva blinked at him, dumbfounded by the sheer audacity. He was talking about something that had never been successfully performed by anyone in the world. And, he was talking about it with all the confidence of a seasoned professional. The sheer arrogance was astounding. Horrifying, even.

Josh slapped his hands on his thighs, “We should go. I need to get back to work.”

Slowly, Eva stood. She couldn’t think of a single thing that would buy her time. Nothing that would get her enough space to leave some kind of message for Horacio.

Moving towards the door, Josh picked up her clutch from the island and threw it at her, “Here. Let him think you went out shopping, hmm?”

Cradling the purse against her chest, Eva let Josh drag her out the door and into the parking lot where a car was waiting. The driver wasn’t familiar, but he seemed to know that Josh would be bringing along a guest. As soon as they were in the back seat, the car took off down the road.

Eva, conscious of the gun in Josh’s hand, pressed into the door, “Where are you taking me?”

“Home,” Josh replied, his eyes on the windshield, “Temporarily, of course.”

“Temporarily?”

He hummed in confirmation, “I’m looking for another place. On the beach. This one is just for convenience.”

Eva stared at him, confused, while the car whizzed through traffic. She expected him to be angry, to beat her half to death the second he got his hands on her. And yet, the man sitting less than three feet away seemed perfectly calm. Perfectly genial. Except for the gun.

It wasn’t pointed directly at her, anymore, but that didn’t make Eva feel safe. When the car slowed, she tested the handle on the door, cringing when she realized he’d activated the child locks. She was well and truly stuck until he got her where he wanted to go.

Fuck.

The car pulled into a residential neighborhood, stopping in the driveway of a nondescript house. She memorized the street and house number, repeated it over and over in her mind so that she wouldn’t forget.

Eva had to wait for the driver to get out and open the door for her. She resisted thanking him, but did catch the way his chin dipped in acknowledgment when she glanced his way.

Turning in a small circle, Eva quickly took in the new environment. Manicured lawns. Clean, well built homes. New landscaping. And, down the street, a moving van sat in the driveway.

Recent development. Neighbors that were relative strangers. Money, possibly lots of it.

Just like in Louisiana.

Josh moved close to her and Eva felt the barrel of the gun dig into her side, “Move.”

Reluctantly, Eva let him push her towards the house, up the steps and through the front door. The driver followed them the whole way, stalling next to the entrance. Eva chanced a look over her shoulder to find him standing in the foyer, looking out through the window.

Driver and security, then.

Josh redirected Eva towards a modest living room with spartan furniture and décor. She sat on the couch, disappointed (but not surprised) to find that it was as uncomfortable as their last one. With her clutch on her lap, she shifted on the stiff cushion, trying to get comfortable, “Where’s Myra?”

Josh almost smiled, “You know, I wanted to ease you into this, but I think its better if we just get to it.”

Eva blinked, “Alright.”

“Up.”

With a barely repressed sigh, Eva stood and followed Josh to a staircase. She could see another man standing at the landing and wondered how many guards were scattered throughout the house. Every additional man would make it more difficult for her to escape. And, she was going to escape. There was no other decision that she could make. If possible, she would get a message out to Horacio with a well placed phone call. Barring that, she would run. Not now. Not yet. But, soon.

Eva would start by learning the layout of the house. She would return to her well-honed skill of detecting even the slightest creak in the floorboards so that she could move silently from room to room and then from floor to floor. Then, Eva would work on memorizing the rotation of the men Josh used to keep others out (or in). And, finally, at the most opportune time, she would run. She would haul ass to the highway and hope someone would be willing to pick up a woman in distress.

They cleared the landing and took a turn down the hall. Another man was posted in front of an open door. Josh ignored him as he stepped into the room. Eva followed, stopping four steps inside the threshold while she tried to work through her shock.

It was a hospital room, or looked like one. Machines beeped intermittently and there were all kinds of supplies piled up on every available surface. In the middle of the room, sitting in a bright beam of sunlight, was Alexei.

Sort of.

A man who could once command fear with little more than a look or a well placed threat now looked like he could barely hold his head up. His lanky frame was skeletal, muscle and fat melted away to revel the bone beneath. An oxygen mask concealed most of his expression, but Eva could see anger in his eyes when he looked at her.

Beside him, Myra was pushing liquid into an IV. She looked up, “I see you were successful.”

God, Eva did not miss that tone.

“Yes,” Josh replied, ignoring Myra’s distaste, “Did you have any doubt?”

Myra didn’t answer. She finished up her task and gathered up the supplies into a bucket that she carried into the bathroom. Nose up. Spine straight. Unlike Josh, she still looked very much the same woman that Eva left behind in the States. Not a wrinkle in her clothes. Not a hair out of place.

Josh took a breath and followed, “I did this for you. Now that Eva is here, you won’t have to look after Alexei any longer. You can do what you like with your time.”

The conversation faded a little as he entered the bathroom and pulled the door to. With nothing else for Eva to focus on, her turned her attention to Alexei, “Hello.”

Alexei took a long time to respond, “Hello, Birdie.”

Even his voice was weak.

“I’d ask how you are, but I don’t think you want to talk about it.”

“No,” he replied, “I don’t.”

She shifted on her feet, “I’m sorry. For what that’s worth.”

“Fuck off.”

Eva nodded, “Fair enough.”

The bathroom door opened and Myra stormed out, “You brought a traitor into this house. A traitor that left us to gallivant around Mexico with the man who nearly destroyed our lives!”

Feeling the need to defend herself, Eva lifted a hand, “Technically, I was kidnapped.”

Myra glared at her, “I don’t believe that for a second.”

Eva shrugged.

Josh stepped between them, “Eva is right. Diego stole her from us and now she is back. And, while she may have deserved the torture he put her through, she has an opportunity to fix it.”

It took all kind of effort to keep from either rolling her eyes or sneering at Josh. As annoyed at she was just being in his presence, Eva needed him on her side if she was going to get out of this mess.

“Teach Eva how to care for Alexei,” he ordered. “And then, we’ll work on getting you into that new house I built for you down the street.”

Myra crossed her arms, but didn’t disagree. Josh seemed to take that as a ‘yes’ and kissed her on the cheek, “I have an appointment. I’ll see you at dinner.”

When he was gone, they were left with an awkward silence that stretched on for a long while. Eva set her jaw and waited—she certainly wasn’t going to do a single thing to alleviate the other woman’s discomfort. To give herself something to do, she set her clutch down on the side table and pretended to look at the medicine lined up in a long row.

“Well,” Myra said, eventually, “I hope you’re happy. Look what you did.”

Eva met her gaze levelly, refusing to react to the accusation. She wasn’t the one who pulled the trigger.

“You haven’t changed at all, have you?” Myra griped, “Still so selfish.”

Less than five minutes in the woman’s presence and Eva was already exasperated, “Jesus, Myra, can we get on with this?”

Myra drew back, looking at her anew, “Fine.”

It took several hours. Myra walked Eva through every aspect of Alexei’s care. He was making progress, but required regular antibiotics and physical therapy. They hoped in a few months that he would walk again without a cane.

The scar on his head was healed, but raised and ugly. His skull had cracked with the impact of the bullet. An inch to the right and he would have been dead before he hit the carpet. Even that small mercy hadn’t kept him from seizures and a brief coma.

Alexei was very lucky.

He was also very angry.

Eva couldn’t imagine what it had been like. Relearning how to talk, to eat, to breathe properly. A man of action, he had been relegated to this bed for months—and would continued to be for several months more. Eva would be angry, too.

“I need to start dinner,” Myra said, having finished her lesson. “You’ll stay with Alexei from now on. You will do anything he needs, whenever he needs it. Understand?”

Eva nodded.

“Good. Now, one more thing,” she reached beneath Alexei’s bed and unrolled a heavy chain. “Josh might trust you, but I certainly don’t. Can’t have you running off to tell Diego where you are.”

What the fuck?

Backing away, Eva’s hands curled into fists. She wasn’t going to be subjected to that again. It wasn’t going to happen. Adrenaline pumped through her veins, readying her for a struggle.

Myra’s eyes narrowed, “Juan, can you come in here. I need some help.”

Juan turned the corner. Had he been so big in the hallway? It didn’t matter. Eva squared up with him, perfectly willing to fight, if necessary. His step slowed and he looked to Myra with an expression that said, ‘really?’. Myra handed him the chain. He looked at it, looked at Eva, looked at Myra, and then sighed.

What happened next was glazed over with fear and anger. Eva grabbed the IV pole next to her and brandished it, uncaring that the IV was still attached to Alexei’s arm. He screamed while she waved it around, actually managing to catch Juan on the side of his head hard enough to draw blood.

Juan ducked her next swing and grasped the pole, yanking it from her hands. Needing to put distance between them, Eva scrambled over Alexei—sorry, sorry—so that she stood on the other side of the bed. She picked up a pair of surgical scissors, holding them in front her while Juan circled towards her.

When he got too near, she slammed the sharp end into his arm. They pierced deep—too deep. She couldn’t get them out again. In her struggle, Juan got his arms around her and threw her across the room where she landed hard on her hip and arm. He dragged her by the ankle with one hand while he reached for the chain with the other.

Despite several well placed kicks and half a dozen curses, Eva felt the cuff go around her calf and click into place. She deflated right there on the floor, cheek smushed into the carpet. Juan pushed his hands into his knees and stood. Eva smiled at the tired groan and the way it took him a moment to stand straight. The smile widened when she saw the line of blood dripping from the wound on his arm. As far as she was concerned, the asshole had it coming.

Myra, who had pressed herself against the wall during the squabble, tossed her hair and looked down at Eva, “Serves you right.”

She waited until Myra and Juan were gone to sit up. The chain clinked as she gathered her legs beneath her. Eva picked it up and studied the length. As before, it was long enough to get to the bathroom. And, as before, it was secured to the bed frame. She ran her thumb over the cuff, relieved to find that it was the same as the last. Eva hadn’t practiced much since Horacio taught her how to pick the lock, but she thought she could manage.

Which left her with an only slightly modified plan.

Break the lock. Run like hell.

Alexei groaned on the bed.

She stood and brushed her hands against her pants, “Sorry about...you know.” Eva searched for the words to apologize for ripping the IV from his arm, “I, uh, panicked.”

Alexei sighed, “Clearly.”

“I can put it back.”

He shook his head, “You’ll roll the vein. Just get it set up and I’ll do the rest.”

Chagrined, Eva did as he asked. Alexei muttered instructions for supplies, let her clean the area with alcohol, and, with confident hands, pushed the IV back into place. Eva gave him room to work, standing a few feet back and watching closely.

When everything was back to where it should be, Alexei leaned back into the pillow and took a cleansing breath, “Seeing you beat the hell out of Juan with an IV pole was the most entertainment I’ve had since I woke up.”

Surprised, Eva barked a laugh. Then, “They didn’t bring you a TV?”

She looked around, noting that the room was as sparsely decorated as the one downstairs. There was a dresser, an arm chair, a side table, and not much else.

Alexei shrugged, “I don’t watch much television. And, the only thing that would be on in the daytime would be telenovelas.”

Eva sat in the armchair and said, “I actually like those shows.”

He lifted a brow, “Really?”

She nodded, “How else was I going to learn Spanish?”

Alexei chuckled lightly and pushed his hair back from his face. It had grown long in the many months since they’d seen each other last, “Well, tell me about it, then,”

And so, she did.

He listened patiently through all the twists and turns. Eva tried to leave out the extraneous details, but kept having to go back because the details were never extraneous. The show always circled around to them at some point, usually with accompanying flashback.

When she was done, Alexei was silent for a moment, “I had no idea they were so bizarre.”

Eva frowned, “I’m not sure if they’re all like that, but that’s the one I watch. Or, watched.”

Alexei nodded and shifted around on his pillows, “Well, I guess I’ll be asking Josh to put in a television tomorrow.” Then, with a smirk, “Can’t have you missing your show.”

#Shadow and Veil #narcos #Horacio carrillo #carrillo #maurice compte #au #A/B/O dynamics

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diffenbachiae · 2 years

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pale brittle stem & what i’m pretty sure are ochre bracket !!! love rain love good fungi days

#lotta splitgills too!! also found a Massive leopard slug

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leathergallery · 6 months

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veil05thegrasselementbot · 6 months

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Here's a fungi for the day:

beefsteak mushroom or (Fistulina hepatica)

this fungi the beefsteak mushroom, is edible and is a unique poly-pore one too boot, given that it does NOT share any other similarities that could be mistaken for something dangerous to consume! its a bracket-type fungus appears around august to late November, with them growing around oak and chestnut trees. as it name implies the poly-pore looks similar to that of Meat, with it flesh being red with white 'veins' very much resembling raw meat it also Exudes a blood like liquid in drops like fresh meat would too. the shape of it resembles that to tongue to liver in a semi-circular bracket with a inflated edge when its young but flattening overtime with age. it has spore prints that are Pink/pale Ochre and Ovate. its taste is acidic and or sour but it needs to take lot more cook. however its well worth the trouble. these are found most common in Galar, but also can be in Kalos, Paldea, Unova (however you will have more luck searching in the Northern western areas of Unova near the mountains),even in the [poke Africa and Australasia] regions!

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timetimetimefmp · 1 year

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LACQUERED BRACKET/ GANODERMA LUCIDUM

Identification relies on many characters that are accessible without recourse to microscopic work, although measuring spores is also sometimes informative. The cap is up to 25cm across and 4cm thick. They often have a stalk; fan-shaped or kidney-shaped, most often laterally attached but occasionally almost centrally attached when in sessile form.the colour pallet is yellow, orange, red and purplish zones shading to ochre towards the margin and with a white growing edge; eventually turning purple-brown all over the upper surface and finally blackening. The stem is substantial and they are eccentrically attached to the caps, are broad near the point of attachment and usually narrower towards the stem base. Stems can be up to 20cm in length, although 5 to 15cm is more typical. The red-brown stem and upper cap surface have a varnished gloss, becoming dull and matt when covered in spores. The tubes are white at first, later becoming ochraceous; 5 to 20mm deep and typically spaced at 4 to 6 pores per mm. The small roundish pores are just perceptible to the naked eye; they are white when the fruiting body is young, turning brown with age or when bruised.

In Britain and Ireland the Lacquered Bracket is parasitic mainly at or near the bases of old oak and maple trees or saprobic on the stumps of these and occasionally other recently felled broadleaf trees. This annual bracket fungus releases spores in summer and autumn, but the tough fruitbodies persist for several months.

HARVARD REFERENCE

P. Karst. (2016). Ganoderma lucidum. [Online]. First Nature. Available at: https://www.first-nature.com/fungi/ganoderma-lucidum.php [Accessed 15 April 2023].

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deathandmushrooms · 2 years

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Ochre Bracket - Trametes ochracea | Slippery Jack - Suillus americanus | Witch's Butter - Tremella mesenterica | Violet-toothed Polypore - Trichaptum biforme

#mushrooms #mycology #foraging #fungi #forestcore #eye on the forest floor #Ochre Bracket #Trametes ochracea #slippery Jack #Suillus americanus #tremella mesenterica #witch's butter #Violet-toothed polypore #Trichaptum biforme

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lindagoesmushrooming · 3 years

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Trametes ochracea aka Ochre Bracket

#mushrooms #fungi #mushroom photography #original video #nature video #nature #polypore #original photography #trametes ochracea #ochre bracket #i had an issue with removing the sound so ignore it XD

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mossmosss · 3 years

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#my photography #mushrooms #tree bark #moss #brown #beige #ochre bracket #turkeytail lookalikes #sunny #mushroom clusters #forest

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proton-wobbler · 10 months

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Round 1, Poll 25

Ochre-backed Woodpecker vs Wilson's Bird-of-Paradise

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Ochre-backed Woodpecker Propaganda

"like if a cockatiel was a woodpecker, except only the males have the cheek patches. these are one of the "pikachu" woodpeckers, but i particularly like these for the pearled look of their back and wing feathers"

This species was split from the blond-crested woodpecker in 2011. Because of this recent split and their more remote location, not much is known about the species itself. They do seem to nest in arboreal ant nests by carving out their own cavity.

Wilson's Bird-of-Paradise Propaganda

"bald in a way that looks like stained glass with a curly tail"

To add to the colorful visage, the male of this species also has spectacularly emerald green plumage along his throat and chest. This patch of feathers is used during the mating display, where the male will perch beneath the female on a branch and flash his green collar up at her, hoping to dazzle her with the display. Here's a nice video of the display.

Image Sources: Woodpecker (Claudia Brasileiro); Bird-of-Paradise (Andrew Spencer)

#hipster bird main bracket #bracket: pretty b #round 1 #ochre backed woodpecker #wilsons bird of paradise #polls #poll

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queenofeden · 5 years

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Day 18: Hypersensitivity

Pairing: Nadia Satrinava/Julian Devorak/Female Apprentice

Word Count: 1034

Summary:

At first the balm had felt like nothing

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It was going to be a very, very long night.

At first the balm had felt like nothing.

Laurel had watched Nadia with hawk-like eyes as she uncorked the tiny clay pot, the herbal smell wafting from it familiar but its composition foreign -- sweet, almost vanilla, with a faint spice of ginger and the tang of ozone, like a storm brewing on the horizon.

“Normally I would not abide magics made by someone’s hands other than yours, my dear,” Nadia said casually to her, warming the nearly clear substance between her fingers. She had taken Julian in hand then, with an almost perfunctory coolness, and rubbed the melted oils directly under the head of his cock. “But I feared if I asked you to concoct such a thing, it would spoil the surprise for the both of you.”

Then Nadia had turned her full attention to Laurel. Stalking to her side, she brought her reslicked hand between Laurel’s splayed thighs, immobilized by an ingenious harness -- padded leather cuffs around each ankle and thigh, the connecting sling looped around the back of her neck making sure she stayed spread -- her own body forced to hold itself on perfect, lewd display.

Nadia’s fingers were warm against Laurel’s clit, soft and slick with whatever it is she rubbed deep into her tender flesh. It had nearly felt cool at first, perhaps just because of the air around them settling against her. Laurel moaned, enjoying Nadia’s attentions, but they were quickly pulled away. Nadia had only wiped her fingers off on a towel, and given Laurel a sly, knowing smirk before slinking away to join Julian, waiting as naked and eager as she, on the other side of the room.

That had been an hour or more ago.

It hadn’t taken much longer, actually, a few minutes, for the balm to begin its devilish work. First the initial coolness had solidified, far more than just the air alone, but drawn in and made heavy against Laurel’s clit like an ice cold finger. She had twitched, gasping into the open air, but nothing was there to relieve her. Then steadily, the cold had faded, and Laurel hoped that would be the end of it. That was when the tingling had started.

Now, Laurel burns.

Her whole cunt positively aches, her clit the swollen epicenter of sensation, radiating out through her body. She can feel the wetness that leaks from her sopping wet cunt trickle down against her ass, whatever latent magic laying in the balm making her gush eagerly onto the bed below. Despite this, she feels entirely unable to reach her own pleasure. The burn drives her mad, a rapid pulse building, deeper than anything she’d felt before, like being touched from somewhere inside herself in ways impossible through normal means. Her very nerves are plucked like bowstrings, drawing her to new heights, making her head light and dizzy, but it isn’t enough. Laurel needs to be touched, needs the tangible feeling of a hand or a mouth or a cock against her, to soothe, to tamp and smother the fire ignited and left to burn with abandon in her core.

A wavering moan pierces her thoughts, splitting and scattering them. With all her strength, Laurel opens her eyes and sees Nadia’s, blazing like hot coals, watching her from the chaise pulled up to the end of the bed. Julian’s cock disappears in and out of Nadia’s cunt as she rides him, long legs spread over his lap. Broad hands bracket her hips, stark and pale against the warm ochre of her skin. They trail upwards across Nadia’s abdomen in languid strokes as if to say look, look at what you cannot touch. Her heavy breasts bounce with every thrust, dusky nipples peaked with interest.

Laurel’s throat goes dry, a pitiful, choked moan eking its way out past her sex-numb, swollen lips. Her eyes roll back in her head with a shudder as her clit gives a faint throb.

“Laurel,” comes Nadia’s teasing, tinkling bell of a voice. “I want you to watch me, remember?”

Dazed, Laurel blinks and fixes her swimming vision back again on Nadia and Julian. They make quite the stunning pair -- all perfect contrasts and compliments, angles meeting curves, warm reds and cool pinks, soft where he is hard -- poetry in motion.

“Nadia--”

“Yes my darling?”

“Nadia!”

“Much as I love the sound of my name on your tongue, why not tell me how you feel instead?” Nadia gasps, amusement bright on her flushed face.

“I--” Laurel’s lip quivers. Her hands twist uselessly against the bindings keeping them tethered to the headboard. “It burns, I want -- I can’t --”

“Oh, I know, my sweet. I know. You both have been so wonderfully patient.” Nadia all but sighs, sinking all the way down and rolling her hips.

Laurel lets slip a whimper, near spellbound by the sight of Julian’s cock working inside Nadia, the twitch of her muscles as her core works to keep her movements slow and languid, surely all for Laurel’s benefit.

Laurel’s cunt clenches, empty and wanting, desperate for the feel of that cock inside her, for anything inside her, to stretch her, to quench the unbearable heat that threatens to burn her up to ash from the inside.

“It feels as good as it looks, I promise you,” Nadia says, as if reading Laurel’s mind, eyes flashing with impish delight.

Julian moans, the ball between his teeth preventing him from doing much else. His fingers flex against Nadia’s stomach, and she covers his hands in hers and drags them up to cup her breasts, squeezing them roughly.

“Hush. You’ll both get yours once I’ve had mine.”

“Fuck,” Laurel grunts, Julian whining emphatically in agreement. She bucks her hips against air, only to have the flare of torturous magic reignite tenfold. With a cry, Laurel begins to shake, desperately humping nothing, her whole body twitching and convulsing as she once again does not come, but feels another wet hot rush as she soaks the sheets beneath her with her juices. With a weak sigh, she sags as much as she possibly can, already feeling the tingling heat building again, unrelenting and ever present.

#the arcana #the arcana game #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #nadia x julian x apprentice #arcanagame #my fic #kinktober2019 #nadia

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lailyazkia-blog · 5 years

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Kitchen Design and Decor Style

When intending your kitchen area you might require some design ideas. Choosing a style can assist you make most of your selections, when you recognize what fits in that design style. Things like architectural details, style, as well as shades can be discovered in the information for each and every layout style. No matter what layout style you select in preparing your dream kitchen area, if you have a counter with a prolonged overhang you are mosting likely to require support braces. Listed here are top layout styles and also some of their attributes. We hope this will certainly aid you in the planning and making of your brand-new dream kitchen area.

Rustic American - Stainless-steel is an appealing design component which complements the grey tones and pewter hardware. Steel kitchen counter support brackets can additionally be painted in the off white as well as neutral shades if you favor to match wall color.

Color accents in grayed tones or sun-baked colors with predominately white, off-white or neutral base shades function well. Surface options like ceramic floor tile, soapstone, slate and timber in a matte finish with a natural as well as heavy appearance are all ideal. Pewter, rustic steels, timber as well as functioned iron can all be utilized in equipment selections. Timber completes in oak, ache and walnut are the most popular timber varieties for these styles.

Modern/Contemporary -Sleek stainless steel contemporary brackets would certainly function well in this style. This layout style is an excellent complement to stainless steel countertop braces as noted in the equipment selections below.

Stainless-steel can be used as an accent color, yet vivid colors of blues, oranges, reds and yellows predominate. Recently, dark black-brown colors are becoming more preferred. Surface choices would certainly be all-natural stone, quartz or concrete as your finest choices. Nickel, chrome as well as stainless steel are the most proper for equipment. Straight grained timbers such as birch, maple and bamboo are the most widespread for wood surfaces in this design style.

Traditional/Country - In this layout style you might wish to utilize the covert assistance brace, or choose one an ornamental bracket to paint in a color that falls in the categories below.

Show initial dye shades from the American Colonial time period making use of reds, blues and also yellows. Items including tiny patterns also mirror this moment duration. Soapstone, granite, wood cut laminate and also solid surface area product with square edge accounts can all be used as your surface area choices. Equipment choices should be rustic coatings such as functioned iron and also oil massaged bronze fit in nicely as well as copper as well as antique brass. Light wood finishes on maple, ache, oak, birch as well as cherry function well in this style.

Missions/Arts and also Crafts - This style offers itself well to the metal finishes offered. Any solid developed, metal brace would be a relied on and stunning support for your counter. Cozy shades such as gold yellow, soft environment-friendly, natural dyes and also earth tones work in this style. All-natural rock, multi-colored porcelain ceramic, and the matte surface of harsh earthenware materials are natural choices for surface areas. Almost any kind of cleaned surface or metal, other than brass will certainly collaborate with this design. Missions influenced designs utilize mostly products created of oak. Arts & Crafts styles often make use of cherry instead of oak today.

French Nation - This design comes from France as well as has predominately curved lines as well as light shades. Numerous styles of brackets have actually curved lines that would fit well into this catagory. Pastels are the very best selection for colors in a French Country setting. Ceramic floor tile backsplash areas with laminate tops that have a timber side are suitable. You can additionally make use of all-natural rock, quartz as well as solid surface area materials. Your equipment choices would be nice hammered finishes in iron, pewter, copper or bronze. Your wood shades would remain in lighter finishes such as ache, walnut, or cherry with some distressing.

Tuscan/Mediterranean - Arched openings and also heavily plastered, large spaces together with vibrantly painted tile murals, and dark timber stabilized with soft bordered stone surface areas aid specify this style. Covert brackets would certainly provide themselves well to this design style for counter overhangs. Olive eco-friendly and terra-cotta have a guaranteed Italian feel to them as do warm colors in yellows, oranges as well as reds balanced by blues and also greens. Granite with an energetic pattern as well as various other rustic formed surfaces are proper in this style. Italian atmospheres sustain making use of metallic surface areas beyond equipment however in many cases, rustic steels as well as snapped surfaces on porcelain are excellent choices. Hefty woods with solid grain job well in this setting. Repainted coatings should be put on with and distressed.

Victorian - Middle ages themes such as stylized flower patterns, fretwork; lancet curved windows and also leaded glass panes are part of this layout style. Any type of brace in cool rolled steel material could be repainted at night shades that go so well with this time period. A black powder coat would give an attractive sustained counter. Golden tones along with olive environment-friendly, black and burgundy can be utilized as your color combination. Ceramic ceramic tile, granite, and wood are all suitable for surface areas as well as hardware could be ceramic or marble, you will usually see ornate polished brass. Hefty dark woods are typically utilized such as mahogany, blackened oak, walnut, satinwood or rosewood for your wood coatings.

Transitional - Is a reasonably brand-new design integrating Modern/Contemporary with even more Typical Old World design style, creating a bridge in between the old and the new style. Brushed steels would be really usual sight in this style. Stainless steel brackets have ended up being incredibly popular, come in numerous designs and are an excellent match in this setting. While colors in the contemporary style have a tendency to be intense and strong, more refined colors or a combination of colors lean even more towards the custom style. Incorporating granite or quartz with timber accent areas would certainly help specify a transitional room. Cleaned steels, oil rubbed bronze or functioned iron finishes will all function. Limited grained timbers such as maple, birch and also cherry can be made use of.

American Shaker - Defines a woodworking design that is magnificently performed as well as straightforward in detail. The Shaker's homes were multipurpose areas and they hung chairs on fixes along the external wall surfaces so floor area was offered for other tasks. This design lends itself to beautiful timber decoration. A solid steel L bracket with a wood facade supplies the tough toughness of steel with the lovely timber look to match this design style. Shades range from pinky tones and also terra-cotta earth shades, via yellow ochre as well as olive green, to green blues and also denim. Granite, limestone, slate and square-edged strong surfaces are all suitable for surface finishes. Timber pegs are one of the most genuine instead of hardware. You can likewise use simple steel or hand-forged coatings. Predominate wood selections consist of maple and cherry. Warm or medium variety timber tones are ideal.

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