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Today I learned that in Norway, Digitalis common name can be translated to "fox-bell" or "fox-music" because norwegian stories say that fairies showed to foxes how to ring the bell-shaped flower to warn each other of hunters, and I thought it was a cute fun fact.
Meanwhile this was not taken in Norway but in the french forests near Paris but maybe it can be useful to the french foxes as well.
"J'ai des fourmis dans les jambes Qui sait par où elles sont entrées Faisons le chemin ensemble C'est elles qui vont me porter.
Je suis un paquet d'atomes Inerte, étrange et glacé Mais le monde a pleins d'arômes Qu'elles doivent m'emmener goûter Grâce à elles franchir sans cesse La colline, le monde après Jusque-là où le jour nous laisse Croire qu'on peut le rattraper..."
Les Fourmis - Oldelaf
Savoie, été 2023
Ohhh to be a little Sciurus vulgaris, living in the trees, in the forests, freely, and spying on curious humans !
We knew that we could save you But never really tried...
Remember the mountains Their birds and their song Remember the moth for You know there's no world to come There's no world to come...
“Je suis parti ce matin, J'ai juste eu à prendre le train Qui m'emmène loin de chez moi. Un petit pas de travers, Et tout une vie est à l'envers; Je n'avais pas compris je crois.
On passe son temps à mourir À petit feu, et sans rien dire; Toujours optimiste, tu vois. J'ai lâché la bonde au chagrin, Je pleurerai jusqu'à demain, Comme les hommes pleurent parfois…
Mais qu'est-ce qui a bien pu clocher? Pourquoi est-ce-que j'ai tant changé? Pourquoi maintenant et pourquoi moi? Je croyais le chemin tracé, Je disais les dés sont jetés; Je sais maintenant que je ne sais pas…”
Pink Lily : tenderness and affection.
Such a majestic flower with vibrant colors.
Leontopodium alpinum.
Would you do it for me ? Would you be brave and valiant enough to climb the unpredictable mountains and face all dangers just to see my smile at the sight of this so rare flower ?
(and, no, don’t worry, I’ll never pick this one in the wild. They are so rare that it would be a sad mistake).
“It’s the time you have spent on your rose that makes her so important.”
- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
