Cellular Respiration In Mammals Vs Cold Blooded

The squeegee, a species to protect

In the series' traditional tools of organic vineyard today ", today, the squeegee.

Do not be fooled by appearances. Although he appears meek shovel to bake the pizzas, the blade is actually a formidable killing machine.

His hunting ground? Sandy soils of the vineyards. His prey? Weeds that grow there.

genetic mutation genetic mutation, the squeegee has changed over time to eventually become THE TERROR OF WEEDS.

The long handle gives the winemaker who seizes the distance needed to perfect vision of the ground, even under the canopy of vines, his blade sharp like a razor, cut the root system of weeds with the same ease as the wire sliced bread butter.

You have to see this couple as demonic as the winemaker and his knife, at the first light of day sink into the sands of Beaujolais, excited by the smell of grass juice as the shark by smell of blood, tracking each amaranth, each fleabane, each buckwheat, even under the feet of vines where the herbs thought to have found a shelter that would protect them from their main predators in the brush and plows intercep.

Hey! You! Yes You! You, the lone traveler, thy wanderings led on this blog and who will lead you one day, who knows, on the slopes of the Beaujolais wines, you will see it then perhaps this vineyard, in the bend of a road, excavating the soil of its vineyards, penetrating with the regularity of a metronome the sharp blade of his machine. I stop, it excites me. You can also go through his vault to buy a few bottles. It will open your doors to his cellar as here open your doors of his heart.

In this connection, let me tell you, traveling solo, how happy I am to see you walk slopes of this blog. Your reading flatter myself and prove that it is not necessary to put pictures of naked women on a blog that is visited. That is your honor to participate with me in this fight that I deliver against pornography.

Otherwise, I look for some people to complete my crew of pickers. I'll put a photo of our last day of stripping that shows you that if it works hard to Bachelard, it is always in a spirit of conviviality and sharing.

So if you're interested to participate in the upcoming harvest or one of your relatives, do not hesitate to let me know by email . (No kidding)

And remember the wise words: "Only the body can go to jail. The mind can not be a prisoner, can not catch the wind."

Together, let us continue the fight!