{"id":7808,"date":"2013-11-03T05:49:11","date_gmt":"2013-11-03T04:49:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=7808"},"modified":"2013-11-03T05:49:11","modified_gmt":"2013-11-03T04:49:11","slug":"lautomne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=7808","title":{"rendered":"L&rsquo;automne&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">L&rsquo;automne s&rsquo;en vient\u00a0 \u00e0 pas compt\u00e9s&#8230;<a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2703_v1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-7809\" alt=\"IMG_2703_v1\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2703_v1-225x300.jpg\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2703_v1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2703_v1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2703_v1.jpg 1052w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Au c\u0153ur de la haie le merle se gorge de baies juteuses&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Les abeilles r\u00e9pondent au carillon des clochettes qu&rsquo;agite l&rsquo; arbousier..\u00a0\u00a0 Un, deux, vingt pompons rouge vif r\u00e9veillent un beau cama\u00efeu de verts. L&rsquo;arbre \u00e0 fraises* est plus que g\u00e9n\u00e9reux cette ann\u00e9e. Tout un petit monde fait bombance!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">L&rsquo;automne s&rsquo;en vient \u00e0 petits pas&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">En esth\u00e8te, il effleure la robe du cotinus pourpre. Br\u00fble un satin\u00a0 ici, ourle de carmin une chair transparente l\u00e0&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2737_v1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-7817\" alt=\"IMG_2737_v1\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2737_v1-300x284.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"284\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2737_v1-300x284.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2737_v1.jpg 814w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>Tandis que sous une\u00a0 vo\u00fbte d&rsquo;\u00e9mail bleu ciel\u00a0 les volubilis continuent \u00e0 tortiller du jupon,le zinnia dresse vaillamment trois ou quatre\u00a0 boutons. Dor\u00e9navant il s&rsquo;occupe surtout \u00e0 bien remplir ses graines. Les tons acidul\u00e9s de la belle de nuit \u00e9clairent l&rsquo;ombre de ce g\u00e9ant.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Une punaise \u00e9meraude profite des derniers rayons br\u00fblants sur une couche moelleuse.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Au c\u0153ur des val\u00e9rianes d\u00e9plum\u00e9es, ou des iris dess\u00e9ch\u00e9s, un criiiii&#8230;criiii , t\u00e9nu, s&rsquo;\u00e9l\u00e8ve timidement. Sauterelle ou criquet?\u00a0 Voil\u00e0 quelqu&rsquo;un qui se croit encore au temps des amours..<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">L&rsquo;automne s&rsquo;en vient \u00e0 pas de loup&#8230;<a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2742_v1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-7823\" alt=\"IMG_2742_v1\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2742_v1-225x300.jpg\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2742_v1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2742_v1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2742_v1.jpg 1052w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Pourtant les capucines, d&rsquo;un haussement de tiges,\u00a0 ignorent le calendrier. Voyez-les claironner \u00e0 l&rsquo;envie leur hymne au soleil . Sem\u00e9es trop tard, le rendez-vous avec l&rsquo;\u00e9t\u00e9 a \u00e9t\u00e9 rat\u00e9.\u00a0 Leur exub\u00e9rance fait \u00e9galement le bonheur de chenilles pi\u00e9rides. Celles-ci festoient artistiquement sur les plus grosses feuilles.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">L&rsquo;automne glisse \u00e0 pas feutr\u00e9s sur le jardin sans m\u00e9fiance&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"color: #800080;\"><strong>Cliquez sur les photos pour agrandir svp, merci<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">MMR ( tous droits r\u00e9serv\u00e9s)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">* Arbre \u00e0 fraises: nom familier donn\u00e9 \u00e0 l&rsquo;arbousier.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>L&rsquo;automne s&rsquo;en vient\u00a0 \u00e0 pas compt\u00e9s&#8230; Au c\u0153ur de la haie le merle se gorge de baies juteuses&#8230; Les abeilles r\u00e9pondent au carillon des clochettes qu&rsquo;agite l&rsquo; arbousier..\u00a0\u00a0 Un, deux, vingt pompons rouge vif r\u00e9veillent un beau cama\u00efeu de verts. L&rsquo;arbre \u00e0 fraises* est plus que g\u00e9n\u00e9reux cette ann\u00e9e. Tout un petit monde fait bombance! 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