{"id":7331,"date":"2013-06-24T06:09:20","date_gmt":"2013-06-24T05:09:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=7331"},"modified":"2013-06-24T06:09:20","modified_gmt":"2013-06-24T05:09:20","slug":"au-soleil-fragile","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=7331","title":{"rendered":"Au soleil fragile"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8658_v1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-7332\" alt=\"IMG_8658_v1\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8658_v1-300x225.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8658_v1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8658_v1-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8658_v1.jpg 1050w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"color: #800080;\"><strong>Cliquez sur les photos svp pour agrandir, merci.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Timor\u00e9, juin h\u00e9sitait. Pas vraiment maussade mais pas franchement beau. La lumi\u00e8re semblait passer \u00e0 travers une feuille de parchemin huil\u00e9. Il faisait chaud pourtant. Tr\u00e8s chaud, lourd. L&rsquo;orage n&rsquo;\u00e9tait pas loin.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Mon regard enjamba la cl\u00f4ture, jouant parmi le thym et les gen\u00eats.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Abeilles, bourdons, papillons se pressaient aux l\u00e8vres des fleurs, buvaient leurs mots parfum\u00e9s.<a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8888_v1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-7335\" alt=\"IMG_8888_v1\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8888_v1-300x225.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8888_v1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8888_v1-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8888_v1.jpg 1710w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Je contemplai, avide, cette garrigue si odorif\u00e9rante en songeant \u00e0 Merlin l\u2019enchanteur. Celui de Walt Disney. Dans le dessin anim\u00e9, Merlin \u00e9duque Moustique en le transformant en poisson, en \u00e9cureuil ou encore\u00a0 en oiseau. Ah! Pouvoir \u00e0 volont\u00e9, se m\u00e9tamorphoser ainsi et d\u00e9couvrir toutes ces petites vies de tr\u00e8s pr\u00e8s.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ce drap mortuaire ( oxythyrea funesta) s&rsquo;approcha en catimini de la barbe d&rsquo;iris.\u00a0 Pas en rappel, mais presque,<a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8906_v1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-7344\" alt=\"IMG_8906_v1\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8906_v1-300x300.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8906_v1-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8906_v1-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/IMG_8906_v1.jpg 930w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a> il descendait avec prudence vers un r\u00e9gal de m\u00e2chouilles gourmandes. Il eut \u00e9t\u00e9 pr\u00e9f\u00e9rable qu&rsquo;il se contente des floraisons neigeuses si attirantes d\u00e9valant l\u00e9g\u00e8rement le flanc de la montagne: les\u00a0 Phalang\u00e8res \u00e0 fleurs de lys ( anth\u00e9rium liliago).<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Apr\u00e8s de folles all\u00e9es- venues, un magnifique papillon blanc et noir se posa pr\u00e8s de moi. Il ouvrit ses ailes pour un petit bain de soleil. Si quelqu&rsquo;un peut me donner son nom&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Qu&rsquo;il \u00e9tait bon de se gorger de cette beaut\u00e9, de jouir de ce petit coin de nature pr\u00e9serv\u00e9. J\u2019inscrivis quelques rimes fol\u00e2tres aux rives de ma m\u00e9moire. Imprimai, puis emportai dans un coin de ma t\u00eate ce magnifique bleu qui manquait au ciel.. Celui de l&rsquo;aphyllante de Montpellier ( aphyllanthes monspeliensis), une des reines de la garrigue.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">MMR ( tous droits r\u00e9serv\u00e9s)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Si des erreurs se sont gliss\u00e9es, n&rsquo;h\u00e9sitez pas \u00e0 me les signaler, merci. \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cliquez sur les photos svp pour agrandir, merci. Timor\u00e9, juin h\u00e9sitait. Pas vraiment maussade mais pas franchement beau. La lumi\u00e8re semblait passer \u00e0 travers une feuille de parchemin huil\u00e9. Il faisait chaud pourtant. Tr\u00e8s chaud, lourd. L&rsquo;orage n&rsquo;\u00e9tait pas loin. Mon regard enjamba la cl\u00f4ture, jouant parmi le thym et les gen\u00eats. Abeilles, bourdons, papillons [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[389],"tags":[145,713,21,714,10,75,715,122],"class_list":["post-7331","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-promenades-ici-et-ailleurs","tag-abeille","tag-aphyllante-de-montpellier","tag-fleurs","tag-garrigue","tag-iris","tag-papillon","tag-phalangere-a-fleurs-de-lys","tag-soleil"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7331","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7331"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7331\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7351,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7331\/revisions\/7351"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7331"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7331"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7331"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}