Trail Treks: Pawpaws in Piscataway Park

The green leaves of the pawpaw tree bring to mind the tropics.

As summer heats up, the forested Pawpaw Trail provides welcome shade from the sun. Tulip trees, oaks, and sycamores stand tall, but the trail would not be complete without an appearance by the tree that bears its name. Its long, thin trunk looks silver in the shade. Its oblong leaves bring to mind the tropics. And its light green fruit hangs too often just out of reach. It is the pawpaw.

Often translated to mean place of the wild fruit, referring to the pawpaw, Accokeek itself is beholden to this native North American tree. The plant whose name is so fun to say runs rampant through Piscataway Park, setting down roots in moist soil and spreading in groves in the lower levels of the forest.

The plant provides food to both animals and humans alike, in the form of soft fruit that ripens in the fall and tastes like a banana and mango cross. Native Americans and European pioneers valued the pawpaw as a wild source of food. George Washington ate chilled pawpaws for dessert, and Thomas Jefferson planted the tree at Monticello. And countless Appalachian folk singers have reminisced about time spent way down yonder in the pawpaw patch.

A light green pawpaw grows along the Pawpaw Trail.

Today, the fruit has experienced a resurgence in retail popularity. An  NPR segment on this “forgotten fruit” explores the pawpaw’s recent commercialization, due in large part to plant scientist Neal Peterson. Peterson, inspired in 1975 by a taste of the fruit on a West Virginia hike, has spent more than three decades breeding the plant. Now, six Peterson Pawpaw varieties are being grown in orchards and sold at markets.

While the pawpaw is said to make excellent beer and even better wine, less adventurous eaters can still enjoy the fruit baked into bread or muffins or eaten raw. If you find one, take a bite, and savor the rich custard-like history of one of our favorite native fruits.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western end of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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Trail Treks: The Secret Life of Soil

Leaf litter on the Pawpaw Trail.

As stewards of more than three miles of hiking trails in Piscataway Park, the Accokeek Foundation had much to celebrate on National Trails Day. But as plein air painters captured on canvas the sweeping fields and shaded forests of the site, as writers found inspiration in the plants and insects on the Pumpkin Ash Trail, I wondered: isn’t it time we pay some attention to the ground itself?

So often overlooked—and overstepped—soil is a complex ecosystem filled with countless creatures: worms and insects, bacteria and protozoans, microscopic fungi whose thread-like mycorrhizae form underground networks sometimes miles long. An integral part of our landscape, soil is so much more than mere dirt. Soil regulates water flow through the environment, filters toxins out of the environment, and sustains plant and animal life, feeding the plants that will in turn feed us.

The secret life of soil is evident on the Pawpaw Trail in slowly rotting logs and soft leaf litter and tan, translucent mushrooms. It is evident, too, elsewhere in the park, from the Museum Garden to the Robert Ware Straus Ecosystem Farm. Here, soil is known to be the foundation for a range of agricultural crops. It is heralded as an integral ingredient in life and in growth. And it is accepted as a permanent presence on clothes and underneath fingernails. In Piscataway Park, it seems, the land inspires those who walk on it and work on it to protect the world that is located beneath their feet.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western end of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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Appreciating the Ordinary: Deer and Geese in Piscataway Park

This pair of Canada geese and their goslings were spotted in the pond that leads up to the Pawpaw Trail.

The bright rump of a white-tailed deer, the snow white chinstrap of a Canada goose: both are common sites in Piscataway Park, present here year-round. Even when the animals themselves are elusive, the tracks of a deer’s graceful step or a goose’s awkward-on-land waddle can be found in our muddy fields. But as deer over-graze forests and landscaped lawns, as geese damage agricultural crops and overload waterways with their droppings, some have come to consider the creatures a nuisance, and management methods have become hot topics for neighborhoods and natural resource groups alike.

But the white-tailed deer and Canada goose have played significant parts in Maryland’s history. Evidence of deer hunting, for instance, abounds: Indians hunted deer for food, clothing, and tools, turning hide, sinew, and bone into aprons, thread, and needles. European colonists hunted deer for meat and for buckskin, supplying themselves with clothing and Great Britain’s leather industry with imported hides. And African-American slaves in the Chesapeake hunted often, supplementing rations with wild game, raised fowl, and cultivated vegetables.

While habitat loss and over-hunting once contributed to sharp declines in deer and in geese, populations of deer and resident Canada geese—distinct from those migratory flocks that nest in northern Canada—have in recent decades rebounded, becoming perhaps too abundant. In this region, humans have reshaped the landscape, expanding suburbia’s lawns and gardens, golf course ponds, and bans on hunting and, in so doing, creating new homes for deer and geese alike, filled with food, shelter, and an unfortunate dose of human/creature conflict. Our own Conservation Pond is filled with a number of resident geese, and little groups of downy goslings have this month been spotted all over the park, from the livestock pastures to the pond that leads up to the Pawpaw Trail.

Despite their commonness, these animals are no less gratifying to see in the park, foraging for food in forests and fields or raising their next generation of young. On your next visit, take a moment to appreciate the ordinary, whether it is the white-tailed deer, the Canada goose, or something else whose regular appearance on your outdoor walks does nothing to diminish its worth.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western end of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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Trail Treks: Birds and Blooms in Piscataway Park

The jack-in-the-pulpit, left, is just one of the spring ephemera that blooms in Piscataway Park. Right, a redbud and pawpaw tree are in bloom.

After a short winter, April has brought with it an early welcome to wild signs of spring. The once dull Pawpaw Trail is now alive with soft greens and pinks, as new growth shoots forth from the forest floor and tall trees begin to leaf out.

Spring ephemera are the first signs that warmer weather is here, although these signs do not last for long. A favorite ephemeron in Piscataway Park is the native jack-in-the-pulpit, a low-growing plant that bears green hooded flowers. Found in the leaf litter at the crest of the Pawpaw Trail, a look upwards reveals the thick pink blossoms of the redbud tree and the burgundy flowers of the pawpaw, which will in summer bear oblong edible fruit. A favorite food of squirrels and raccoons, the pawpaw played an important role in naming “Accokeek,” which is often translated to mean place of the wild fruit. Both redbud and pawpaw trees are native to North America, along with the eastern bluebirds that have taken to flitting through the Native Tree Arboretum, with their bright blue wings and ruddy red breasts.

A female eastern bluebird guards her nest. (Photo taken by member and volunteer, Bonnie Simpers.)

The northern edge of the arboretum follows a portion of the Ken Otis Bluebird Trail, a line of 20 wooden boxes that provide the eastern bluebird with places to nest. Over the past century, the eastern bluebird has had to contend with habitat loss and the introduction of competing species like the house sparrow and European starling. By providing bluebirds with habitat and monitoring their nest boxes for predators and other problems, the Foundation has joined the efforts of the Maryland Bluebird Society—our local North American Bluebird Society affiliate—to bring the bluebird back.

What can be found on the Pawpaw Trail today? What was there yesterday, and what will be there tomorrow? Take a closer look—at the small leaf of a newly emerged plant, the brown bark of an elderly tree, the feathers of a passing bird—and let each tree, plant, and wild creature remind you to conserve this life and the land that is their home.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western end of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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Trail Treks: Unearthing History in Piscataway Park

Seemingly ancient barbed wire wrapped around an old wooden fencepost serves as a reminder of just one way that humans have interacted with the landscape of Piscataway Park.

Hidden in a line of trees just off the Pawpaw Trail sits an old wooden fencepost, rotten with age but still wrapped with barbed wire. No longer in use, this lone piece of fence serves now to remind us of the pastures where farmers felled trees and put up their livestock in the decades before this landscape became Piscataway Park.

Such evidence of human interaction with the landscape has greatly informed our knowledge of this significant place. Since the mid-nineteenth century, a number of archaeologists have explored the areas surrounding Piscataway Park. One 1980 National Park Service report recounts 24 archaeological investigations of the Piscataway Creek area, as people have attempted to piece together this landscape’s past through fragments of stone or bone or clay or glass. What can these unearthed objects tell us about the countless people who have called this place their home?

There were the stone projectile points that trace human interaction with what is now southern Prince George’s County back tens of thousands of years. There were the copper bells, glass beads, and other European trade materials that follow exploration and occupation into the state. And there were the food remains that reveal the hickory, holly, and hackberry that grew in this soil; the squirrel, turkey, and deer that roamed these forests; the freshwater mussels and brackish-dwelling oysters that lined the beds of local waterways; and the sturgeon that swam in the Potomac River.

On a walk through Piscataway Park, what do you see that people before you saw? And what will you leave behind? Whether it is by sitting underneath a centuries-old tree or stumbling upon a decades-old fencepost, the powerful place that surrounds us tells a deep history of land shaping people and people shaping the land.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western end of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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Trail Treks: Taking In Our View of Mount Vernon

The Pawpaw Trail offers wintertime views of Mount Vernon and the Potomac River.

Whether it’s from the Saylor Grove fishing pier or the highest point on the Pawpaw Trail, one of the most cherished features of Piscataway Park is our view of Mount Vernon. In late winter, bare branches frame the blue Potomac River and the red and white of George Washington’s iconic home. But Mount Vernon’s view of Piscataway Park is just as important–and what led to the park’s authorization more than 50 years ago.

While the Mount Vernon Ladies’ Association has since the 1850s dedicated itself to the preservation of Washington’s estate, the protection of the view from his piazza would prove a different story.

“George Washington enjoyed the view across the Potomac from his home at Mount Vernon for some 40 years,” says Mount Vernon Ladies’ Association President James C. Rees.

“When you take a seat on the piazza or stand on the hillside today, it’s easy to understand why he was always eager to return to this special place. The Mount Vernon Ladies’ Association has worked diligently with its Maryland neighbors over the years to preserve the viewshed so that visitors today can admire the same view that Washington so dearly loved.”

Indeed, Washington once wrote of his beloved home, “No estate in the United America is more pleasantly situated than this.” In the years that followed World War II, a coalition of both local and national conservationists embarked on a mission to protect the tract of land in Prince George’s and Charles counties that Washington once overlooked. As former Foundation president Robert Ware Straus writes in his book on the subject, these conservationists, himself included, “dreamed of creating a better environment in which to live.”

The 1968 dedication of Piscataway Park. From left to right, Frances Bolton, Turkey Tayac, Belva Jensen, Robert Ware Straus, Rosamond Bierne, Gladys Spellman, and Hervey Machen.

In the face of persistent development pressure–an oil farm and a sewage treatment plant were two proposed plans for the land–Piscataway Park was finally dedicated on the clear, cold afternoon of Washington’s birthday in 1968.

Thanks to continued conservation efforts by the Accokeek Foundation and our partners, the view from Mount Vernon remains much the same as it was in Washington’s time. And as Washington’s 280th birthday approaches, a walk on the Pawpaw Trail reveals that these efforts have been worth it, in colors that echo the white of the sycamore tree and the ruddy red of a bluebird’s breast.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western edge of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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Trail Treks: The Beauty of Nature Abounds Even in Winter

The Pawpaw Trail travels through a mature forest, offering a glimpse of what this land was like before European settlers arrived.

On a walk in winter, there is so little to look at that the little things are allowed to impress. With no oppressing heat or overwhelming greenness to distract from the details, the colors and textures of a trail in winter—so alone in their ability to spark interest—stand out.

The Pawpaw Trail, located at the western end of our grounds, travels through both a field and a mature forest, offering glimpses in mid-winter of sights as different as delicate milkweed seeds and large fallen trees. While the season’s cold weather and seemingly absent wildlife can impart a somber mood, this stillness can be a welcome respite from the holiday rush.

Pushing aside fallen leaves and stepping over soft moss, the Pawpaw Trail on a winter afternoon leads past snow white fungi and the bright red berries of oriental bittersweet, an invasive vine that threatens the trees in Piscataway Park with its immense strength and vigorous drive to climb. Green lichen grows on a number of trees that can be seen from the trail, each of which seems to have the most unique bark. There is the shaggy bark of the birch and the smooth bark of the beech. There is the bark replete with a woodpecker’s holes and the bark that has peeled away to reveal the winding path that an insect once walked just below the tree’s surface. All of a sudden, a songbird is spotted—a brown wren, a red cardinal, a slate-colored junco—easy to see now that the leaves are gone, and easy to identify now that so many other birds have migrated elsewhere.

Birch bark has peeled away to reveal an insect’s once-winding tracks. Green moss stands out on a December afternoon. The bright red berries of oriental bittersweet, an invasive that threatens the park.

It is the stark simplicity of the season that allows you to see what little is left more clearly, to expand your appreciation of the wildlife that is still here—the birds, the fungi, the trees whose shape you are just now noticing—and to dig out a hat and gloves and take a winter walk.

Trail Treks is a monthly column that explores the walking trails in Piscataway Park. This year, we will highlight the Pawpaw Trail, which is located at the western end of our grounds and leads through a mature forest. Look for more reflections from the Pawpaw Trail as 2012 progresses.

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