Comment les plantes supportent-elles un régime salé ?
Par René Moreau L'excès de sel dans les sols suite à l’activité humaine est un problème qui touche 20 à 30% des 260 millions d’hectares de terres irriguées dans le…
Par René Moreau L'excès de sel dans les sols suite à l’activité humaine est un problème qui touche 20 à 30% des 260 millions d’hectares de terres irriguées dans le…
Filipendula ulmaria Ulmaire , vignette, Herbe aux abeilles, Grande Potentille, Barbe de Chèvre, Ornière, Ormère, Pied de Boue Famille : rosacées Article et photos de Nathalie Pandolfo Les druides avaient…
I come from the mists of time, I have survived all the tumults, all the cataclysms, all the horrors.
I am a botanical enigma, a sublime solitude, a miracle.
With my red trunk and blue foliage, I am the most beautiful pine in Europe. A tireless explorer, I can be found from the Gaelic land on the edge of the Urals, from the endless Siberian forests to the Andalusian Cordilleras.
My leaf is webbed like a blessing hand, my fruit is a ball swollen with fertile seeds like an ovary, one can find refuge and consolation in the hollow of my trunk or in the shade of my branches.
I am the tree of traditions, of warm family vigils, of the feverish impatience of the children and of the glittering balls in which the candles are reflected.
I follow the long silhouette, the sinister flame lined up along the roads like a procession of convicts. Elegant spindle ill-treated by the rains and gusts of wind that scatter my seeds.
I sprinkle the slopes of the mountains with gold, dressing their autumn in a sumptuous mantle, before raining down my soft and supple needles when the frosts of winter come.
I am the venerable tree, symbol of forgiveness, peace and reconciliation.
I'm a little lazy, yet I'm found everywhere in the hands of the workers: in the handles of their shovels, rakes or axes.
Ah, if men did not exist, I would cover the whole of Europe with dark forests like green cathedrals, with erect trunks for pillars.
I am a discreet tree of the south: look for me near streams, deep and well irrigated soils.
Je suis le compagnon des hommes depuis des siècles mais notre relation est très particulière. Je veille sur les tombes de leurs aïeux, sombre vigie immobile, ombrageux esprits de leurs ancêtres.
Arbre féminin, je suis la douceur et la gourmandise. Le miellat de mes feuilles est sucé par les pucerons et les cochenilles puis léché par les abeilles.
I am the emblem of the Canadians that I enchant each fall with the splendour of my foliage. I regale them with my syrup.
It is a vegetable oil (carrier) in which you will have infused plants, hot or cold, in order to combine their active ingredients.
Il y a plus de 1000 espèces et sous-espèces de pissenlits. Plante vivace qui fleurit en mai/juin, il est très commun dans les friches, les terrains vagues, les prairies,le bord des routes.
Achillea millefolium herbe militaire, herbe aux coupures, herbe de la Saint Jean, sourcils de vénus Famille : Asteracées Article et photos de Nathalie PandolfoSelon la mythologie grecque, le centaure Chiron,…
I cross the centuries from the tops of cathedrals and majestic castles built of my noble and hard wood.
I am the tree of the North, of the dark mountain scenery. I protect men and paths from avalanches and rock falls.
I am the bread of the poor and I have fed the Europeans for centuries..