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INPRIMATU
Crying birds
  • Birds cry. Not like us, anywhere, at any time, in a parteluz, or simply unable to endure the interior… I will not immediately forget what happened in Bera: every year a prestigious Arista music festival was held, and from time to time we made some event related to the landscape; in one of them we created a walk through the town with the excuse of trees, landscapes, vegetable gardens, etc. Curiosities also emerged in the preparation of the tour, as a stranger repairing the sidewalk under a large cedar of the Himalayas (Cedrus deodora), located in the village. When I return to the tree, I imagine: “That is not going to be the one born away from the grandmother of this tree.” Ask him where he was and the Pakistani. Harrapazank! The soil of the tree vein! I told him his trajectory and he got excited. Her name is X大y we became friends…
Jakoba Errekondo 2023ko martxoaren 20a

I prepared a tour of the landscape worked throughout the history of the Beratarras, trees and orchards, gardens and steep mountains. I, an outsider, came to speak of himself to his own, to give some interpretations of what they were and what their grandmothers and grandmothers had done. We have left here the Himalayas, the leeks of the garden (Allium porrum), the ally of the river (Alnus glutinosa) and have come to the local music school. I started with the ttalaka on the floors of the area that listen to the music created by the children and students of the area, and we must not forget what has given the name to the school: Isidoro Fagoaga Larratxe, a great tenor born in the Agramontea house of the Illekueta district. I just wanted to give you one point: when the tenor that sang Wagner's opera best around the world knew that the Gernika was bombed by the Gernika, he decided to shut up, stop singing and return to Euskal Herria. Before I finished saying, surrounded by those who came to the guided tour, I was in the tear, putting myself in the place of their vocal cords and thinking that I would do a ray… And decided to keep quiet forever.

And yes, birds also cry. No where you want, whenever you want. Only on certain trees. In stone fruit trees: peach or peach (Prunus persica), plum (Prunus domestica), cherry (Prunus avium), gingondo (Prunus cerasus), brinon (Prunus persica var). nectarine) or Paraguayan (Prunus persica var. nucipersa) on the logs and branches of the trees they give. These trees expel a lot of sweat in the area of a wound and cook or harden with air, passing through a very clear, sometimes large and striking amber mucosa. The tears of the weeping bird are for the Basques. It's called "bird crying." "txori-muki", "txori-ezti", "txori-kandela" and "txori-minger".