Green strikes me in the fall. The trees couldn't take out the foliage. Grasp the sweetness of the fall, as the leaves become tender, hit and sunny, making reservations. To spend the winter with tranquility and return to life in spring. Even the cold of January has caused some trees to waste...
The end of the summer has been that of the reds, with a spectacular end. I've seen the reddest of all time. It's a huge variety of red plants. Before the leaf returns to the roots, it has to be emptied of the food, and in its move it changes color: yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, red... Between red and red there are huge extensions, but until the cold has come through the pulpit it blushed and when winter has turned red the plants blushed, a lot of pain!
The red winter has bleached the plants. The plants have been covered in ice, crystals, ice, ice, wall, spoon and carriages, because where hasn't it happened? Magnificent crystals have been laid on the corners of the leaves of the plants in the morning and in the morning, white! The branches of the bushes have also developed striking forms, in the form of weak winds, of fog, envious by the size of the dragonflies. They're transparent, our grandmother calls the transparent white ... And all the plants have not been able to carry the size of the cold and many have suffered serious damage to the point that the leaves have become very pale.
It has not been much blackened. I have seen a few blackened leaves, such as those on the street (Zantedeschia aethiopica). In my opinion, not because it was black ice, the ice has taken its round leaves and it has frozen them inside, which hits and breaks the leaf tissues and the next day appear black, knocked down.
The winter has brought a new time, has elongated the light of the day and has animated the dance of colors.
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... [+]