Sweet and red
Summer and winter are the only seasons of the year. The long summer between renewal and the end, and winter. At one time, maybe someone would have said that the seasons should be four, something like what happened with the moon, and what was summer winter would become spring-summer-autumn-winter. Just as the dog is linked to its superior, chaining intelligence to the ease of language is a good exercise. I also like it. However, with this topic of seasons, my opinion is not so fluid.
Maybe you have to do an exercise to adapt to our time... It's an issue that I would give for a long time, but I think today we have two eras: sweet and red. Sweet spring, red summer, sweet fall, red winter... I mean, we live in a delicious, red and red environment...
The first summer would be red and winter would be black. Red vegetable in summer and black in winter. Today, black is red off.
In the candy, we have the wet sweet and the dry sweet. As in sweets: dried and intoxicated or wet biscuits. Spring is wet sweet, land is autumn. In this sense, our Atlantic environment is tropical, with a dry time and a rainy season in the tropics.
And what comes to us? What comes to us because of the climate change that we treat non-homeowners, because of the continued turmoil? Leaving the hypotheses for scientists, here are two beliefs: The slowdown in the Caribbean Gulf Stream will completely alter winter or blacken summer. In either of the two, I propose a new season camp: today’s dry sweet, winter, wet autumn and summer.
The day exceeds the night with the spring equinox. This year it happened on 20 March, at 22:59 hours, opening the door of the spring. The Eki prefix means the same thing. Until then the night had been longer. The day and night were twelve hours. Since then, the day is extended... [+]
Time has been on our line for a long time, but the climate is relatively recent. There is no need to clarify too much what climate change is. Explaining what the landscape is is a redder necessity. Conferences, round tables or international conferences on climate change are... [+]
It's time to pick up the fruits and get them on the way to the lagar. Pear (Pyrus communis), apple (Malus x domestica), grape (Vitis vinifera)... It seems a short and quick road, but you have to work a lot of rodeos and their variants until the fruit becomes must and must become... [+]
In the Basque Country, agriculture is the history of permanent colonization. Like everywhere. Before, the land was not cultivated; before, the harvest was not sown; you enjoyed what was not eaten before. They had brought it all from elsewhere. Many of these stories have been... [+]
Returning to the wines that are made with the crops, the left madreselva (Humulus lupulus) is conservative and bitter tasting aggregator. The union of crops and madreselvas produces many dirty jets, especially in beer countries. A friend has just explained to me the stories of... [+]
In our house we met him with the name of madreselva (Humulus lupulus). In fact, we have worked hard and sinister on the banks of the river in our country, coinciding with the expansion of beer. We've learned that it's also called lobster, beer, beer, wart and grass on the left... [+]
Spring has brought the issue to my nose. C. worked at various research centers in New York. Bushdid, M. Oh! Magnasco, L.B. Vosshall and A. An article published by scientists Keller in March 2014 in the prestigious “Science Magazine” produced a great stir. The title says it... [+]
The curious interannual days end, those who eat and drink from the emanations of the earth. I'll eat from the best to the best. Supposedly. Heavy champagne and cava bottles are easy to dance. Even though they are of all kinds today, they were once the cider of the other barrel... [+]
