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The rowan tree and its bright red berries have long been associated with autumn arriving.

Rowan, Sorbus aucuparia is also known as mountain ash. However, it is completely unrelated to the ash, it just has similar pinnate leaves.

It got its name because of its ability to grow well at high altitudes.

Its Celtic name is ‘fid na ndruad’ which I am told translates as the wizard’s tree.

This gives a little insight into the folklore surrounding the rowan tree. In Scotland,

it seems to mainly be associated with luck and warding off evil spirits.

It was used when building a house to protect its inhabitants and planted in and around graveyards to expel spirits.

A rowan tree can live for 200 years so you may still find some rowan trees around graveyards today.

To identify a rowan tree look for their pinnate leaves. This is what it’s called when a single branch tip has two rows of leaves either side with one leaflet at the end. Each leaf has a serrated or bumpy edge. The bark is smooth and shiny on young trees and older ones are slightly more brown-grey. They have cream flowers that come out in late spring. Depending on how good the weather is that summer the tree will then produce beautiful clusters of bright red berries, which should be ripe by the end of August. Despite their bright warning like colouration, the rowan berry is completely harmless.

The red colour is actually to attract birds. The red against the green of the leaves is enhanced to a bird’s superior sense of sight. The flesh of the berry is produced rather like a bribe to entice the bird to eat the seeds. The seeds then pass through the bird’s digestive system and deposited away from their parent tree. This is known as endozoochory. It can alter a seed to help them germinate faster and they also get the bonus of being surrounded by a food supply to help them start to grow.



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Hello Jack,<br /> How quaint, a tree for a graveyard. Strange how some folklore takes over the life of a tree. Interesting story. Enjoy your day, dear one.<br /> Trish