On the day of the presentation of book 111 Hostoz eta Orriz we had the opportunity to learn about the culture of Duzunaritz. A delicious day to round off a series of celebrations that fill the century of Argia. I can't imagine a more beautiful path than to dirty the shoes in the field to praise the journalism of a hundred years.

To begin with, between torrential rains and torrential rains, without a time of truce, we walked between Duzunaritze and Sarasketa. The view was a landscape that is enjoyed in the mists of rain and fog. The robledal (Quercus robur) dominates its hills and the nuance of the fall painted it all. The feast of the paintings was impressive.

It was time to cut down the fists, the trees and trees we planted in the doors of the houses, the bushes of the fences and the climbers, the fairy (Corylus avellana), the difference between the ash (Fraxinus excelsior) and the oak, the culture of the inse (Sambucus nigra), the plants of the cemeteries, the age of the nogueno. Autumn painting won, of course. The issue of colors has been forgotten by very Euskaldunes, and to everyone who wants to know about it I recommend the book Kolore euskal usiari of the great Patziku Perurena; it has touched me quite often and I think it should be a school book.

Next we approach the Finca Idiartia, which will welcome the presentation of the book and the acts. There we met the adventures and history of a family dedicated to agriculture. The Harlouche are an extraordinary account of history: grandfather Jean Michel, son Jon and the grandchildren of Ekain and Ane.

It is a farm linked to the production of organic cow's milk, but they do everything. Almost all the food to feed the cows is from home. In addition to raw milk, they produce yoghurts and white cheeses. A great deal of work is also being done to recover and conserve transgenic maize given to cows, as well as red and white maize.

That day we received many lessons, but if one of them is to be highlighted, the one that Jon Harlouchet talked about the variety or variety of maize in the area. If it is natural and natural, that is, if it is not clonic, we have to see the different mazorcs. In other words, they will be of a species and of a variety, but in variety there is the possibility. Exactly: “Variety”, “variety” with possibilities or changes.

The same thing that we saw on the morning walk in the forest: it was a stand, but every oak had its own painting, different. We have to bet on the diversity of paintings. And it was World Indigenous Forest Day, November 23.