We live in an era of fruits. Eat the perfect season. When do we eat colorful energy as much as we do now? This kind of time, year after year, has to take care of the seeds to develop and renew continuously. The seed is protected from the fruit. As the inner seed comes, the fruit begins to lose its purpose and to waste itself. Not in vain! The main sign of maturation of the fruit is the maturity of the inner seed. The fruit begins to rot, the seed to create life...
For the seed to fulfill its path, the ideal is to make a path in nature. That is to say, bury it directly and give it to the earth. Or some animal eats it and makes it pass through the maceration of its digestion before giving it to the earth.
Soaking the mature seed and “walking” between the ground is not useless. Skin is the main indicator of seed maturity. The skin should be colored and hardened. The seed makes it difficult for the skin to be able to withstand the winter that comes upon it, the blackest of the reds.
Then, for the seed germ to cool in spring, the skin must soften. Winter, the land that has been dragged or dropped, the acidic passages of the animal's stomach... Everyone will contribute to that endeavour. The skin will be macerated, softened, hardened, scraped, sanded, food; the winter gestation will surprise the skin, very well healed, that summer and fall made difficult. Tenderly, water enters easily. Water communicates to the seed outside. He will dance to the accumulated reserves and bring the sweet treats to the hand of the germ or the germ. When germinating, the root spreads to the earth and then the outbreak to the light. The root will look for food, the sprouting leaves will look for air and light. The seed reserve is the food you need while shaping the root tin system. By then, the new plant has been put to work. Not like us animals, we have no choice but to eat another living being to live.
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... [+]