Countless dry leaves have been picked up, piled by the wind, on the dry leaves and on the dry leaves of our ponds and forests. Also chestnuts (sativa Castanea) and simpler or smaller tree masses. Lizardi did well in his eyes Biotz-Kisses the winter of his herbs: “The fields, under the leaves, roaring in dreams.”
Great carriages would go down to the edges and the stables. This is a light litter that should be transported as much as possible at a time of the march. The scratches or sticks, the rats or the brothel would be mapped very well so that the schools and the organizers would have as much paste as possible. I've never known anything like the piles of leaves that would form then. Somewhere, yes, a pile of dried leaves, but not a pile. We say, too, of mature grass: “Any heap of grass isn’t a lot.”
Juan Martín Elexpuru has included in the Dictionary of the Bergara area a further example of the art of the peasants: it is a shark that is called an orbelaparero to accumulate the leaves collected by the water that put fence to the river. With the slate collected on site, a tangle was made and then used as a vegetable garden fertiliser.
Why work so hard? The litter had to be a valuable raw material to pack the cars, make the heaps, fencing the river... Above all for the funds, for manure or directly for evaporation and manure. A raw material, yes, and not of all kinds! High value. The ticket stack is called a bunch of dry leaves.
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... [+]