#herb mott

[humanoidhistory]

Tennis on the Moon? Artwork by Herb Mott from Tomorrow's Moon, 1969.

[nelc]

Interior of a lunar base, illustrated by Herb Mott in "Tomorrow's Moon, " 1969. In the low gravity, there's a fireman's poll instead of stairs, and bookshelves are reachable on the upper walls. A slowly revolving curtain blocks unwanted sunlight.

[darkficlord69]

Cregan Stark x Targ!Reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, unprotected sex, 18+ language, death, character death, angst, sadness, not proofread

Cregan Stark was indubitably a wolf: ever since he sprang up from his mother's northern womb he had a savage attitude kept in place by his house's sterling reputation for personal integrity. But when his gaze locked onto yours, all semblance of restraint evaporated from his big muscled body like a snowflake slowly melting under the hot sun. When he met you, he felt like a starved animal ready to pounce, to hunt, to eat something so positively delicious that it would satisfy him to no end...

Despite having lived your whole pampered life on Dragonstone, under your mother's constant and loving supervision, you felt at home in the snow covered Winterfell. And when you descended from your mauve scaly beast with a wingspan bigger than the tallest watchtower in Deepwood Motte, you shivered although you were drowning in thick layers of fur and wool. That is, because you met Cregan. He looked at you with an intesity that was at odds with the iciness of the climate and you could do little but avert your gaze to avoid losing yourself in those stormy grey eyes that twinkled with desire.

"My lord, it is an honor," you curtsied clumsily due to your heavy attire but Cregan quickly put a hand on yours to help stabilize you and prevent you from falling face-first in the snow.

"The honor is all mine, my princess," he replied in a husky voice that almost brought tears to ths corners of your eyes. Whatever passed between you was a dangerous thing, hotter than fire, yet fickler than a shard of thin ice.

"I hope your journey was pleasant," he said.

"Oh, definitely, my lord of Winterfell. Now, I believe the politics and scheming can wait for the morrow, but riding Kocsaryon has made my belly rumble in hunger. A feast is in order, if it please you."

Cregan gave a curt nod and led you to the Main Hall, where a feast had already been laid out. The long wooden tables groaned under the weight of hearty soups for each heart, each dish more decadent than the last, the aromas mingling in the air like a seductive promise of indulgence.

At the center of the hall stood a massive boar, its skin crisp and golden, crackling with fat that had been painstakingly rendered over hours of slow roasting. It was stuffed with onions, apples, and a medley of herbs that filled the air with their heady scent. The juices ran clear as it was carved, pooling on the thick wooden platters beneath, where hunks of dark meat were passed around to eager hands.

Beside it, platters of venison, seasoned with juniper and garlic, had been seared to perfection, the meat tender and pink within, the crust dark and fragrant. Roasted root vegetables, earthy and sweet, nestled alongside them, their edges caramelized to a rich mahogany.

A serving girl approached Cregan to clear away a platter of untouched meat and your eyes darkened when her hair brushed against Stark's shoulder.

You stuffed yourself until your belly groaned and then you chanced a glance again at Cregan who was watching as you cleaned your fingers by putting them in your mouth and slowly sucking in a suggestive gesture that was meant as a provocative invitation. Lord Stark's eyes hardened with unmistakable lust and he rose abruptly, mumbling excuses to confused guests. He promptly grabbed your hand and led you outside.

"If you will follow me, my lady. I have something to show you."

By the time you left the warmth of the Great Keep, you were wholly intrigued by this escapade. Cregan knelt before the weirwood tree that seemed to weep blood as you joined him in prayer.

"So, are going to..." No sooner had you started to ask your question, than Cregan's lips were on yours, kissing you with a ferocious intensity that went beyond mere words. His expert tongue left a trail of saliva down the column of your neck, your jaw... He licked and sucked like a newborn wolf pup, but his groans were the howl of a fully grown member of the pack.

"Oh, gods!" you yelled, uncaring of who may hear.

He quickly disrobed you, your smallclothes thrown far, far away and then you were naked beneath his lord's piercing gaze, trembling with anticipation as heat pooled between your legs.

"Cregan, pleaaase!"

The night beneath the godswood was a symphony of passion and primal need. The ancient trees stood silent witness as you and Cregan came together, your bodies intertwining with an intensity that left you both breathless. The air was cold, biting even, but the heat in your lower stomach was enough to ward off the chill for a time.

He kissed you with a fervor that spoke of years of restraint finally unleashed. His hands, rough and calloused from a lifetime of wielding swords and axes, were surprisingly gentle as they roamed your body, tracing every curve and dip as if committing you to memory. You shivered beneath his touch, but it wasn't from the cold. It was from the raw power and the undeniable hunger in his eyes, the kind that made you feel like the only thing in the world that mattered.

As the night deepened, the cold crept closer, seeping into your bones. But you were too lost in him, too lost in the way he made you feel alive in a way you had never experienced before. You clung to him, seeking warmth and comfort in the strength of his embrace, in the heat of his body pressed against yours.

But the North was unforgiving. The warmth of passion was no match for the biting cold of the northern winter. Even as Cregan held you close, his hairy body shielding you from the worst of the elements, the chill began to seep into your skin, turning your breath to fog and your lips to ice.

Cregan sensed it before you did, the way your shivers became more violent, more uncontrollable. He pulled back, his brow furrowing in concern as he looked into your eyes, now glassy with the onset of hypothermia. His heart clenched painfully in his chest at the sight.

"You're freezing," he murmured, his voice rough with worry. He pulled you closer, trying to rub warmth back into your limbs, but it was too late. The cold had already taken hold, and no amount of heat from him could chase it away.

You tried to smile, tried to reassure him that you were fine, but the words caught in your throat, your lips too numb to form them. You could feel the warmth of life slipping away, could feel the darkness creeping in at the edges of your vision. But you didn't want to let go, not when you were here, in his arms, where you had always dreamed of being.

"Cregan..." you whispered, your voice barely more than a breath. "I'm sorry..."

His eyes widened in horror as he realized what was happening. "No," he growled, shaking his head. "No, don't you dare leave me."

But you were already slipping away, your body going limp in his arms. The last thing you felt was the warmth of his tears on your face, the last thing you heard was the desperate, broken sound of his voice calling your name, begging you to stay.

When the dawn broke, the godswood was silent, the snow around you undisturbed save for the imprint of Cregan's body beside yours. He held you tightly, even as the life had long since fled from your body, refusing to let go, refusing to accept that you were gone.

The godswood bore witness to many things over the centuries, but the sight of the Lord of Winterfell, the fearsome wolf of the North, cradling the lifeless body of the one he loved, was something that would linger in its memory forever.

For Cregan Stark, the godswood would never again be a place of peace, but a place of sorrow, a reminder of the warmth he had once held in his arms and the cold that had stolen it away.

Guyss, this is my first fic! 🫣 Please let me know what you think so that I can improve my work 🐺🌙💫 Thanks for reading! 💝

[apothecaryscript]

Episode 8 : Wheat Stalks / 第8話『麦稈(Mugiwara)』

猫猫「帰ってきたんだ…んん…ああ…べたつく。おやじは…畑か」

Maomao “Kaette kitanda. Nn…Aa… Betatsuku. Oyajiwa… hatake ka.”

Maomao “Oh, right, I’m home. So sticky. Dad… Must be out in the field.”

猫猫「もう、年も年だし、畑仕事はやめてもらいたいが…自分で育てた薬草で、薬作るのが好きなんだよな、おやじ」

Maomao “Mo, toshimo toshi-dashi, hatake-shigotowa yamete moraitaiga… Jibunde sodateta yakusode, kusuri tsukuru-noga sukinan-dayona, oyaji.”

Maomao “I wish he’d stop working the field at his age, but he just really enjoys making medicine out of the herbs he grows.”

猫猫「壊れる…見ない顔だな。よその禿か…。おやじなら、ちょっ…」

Maomao “Kowareru… Minai kaodana. Yosono kamuroka… Oyajinara, cho…”

Maomao “Don’t break it. I don’t know you. Are you a servant at a different brothel? My dad’s- Hey!”

禿「来て！」

Kamuro “Kite!”

Serving girl “Come with me!”

禿「姐さん！薬屋連れてきた！」

Kamuro “Neesan! Kusuriya tsurete-kita!”

Serving girl “Big Sis! I brought the apothecary!”

妓女「早く！」

Gijo “Hayaku!”

Courtesan “Hurry!”

猫猫「この匂い…！」

Maomao “Kono nioi…!”

Maomao “This smell…”

妓女「あっ、薬屋さん！とりあえず、吐かせたけど…」

Gijo “A, kusuriya-san! Toriaezu, hakaseta-kedo…”

Courtesan “Apothecary! I made them throw up already, but…”

猫猫「まだだ！男が息してない。女の呼吸も浅い。喉に嘔吐物が残ってないか確認する。そっちを頼む」

Maomao “Madada! Otokoga iki shitenai. Onnano kokyumo asai. Nodoni outo-butsuga nokotte-inaika kakunin suru. Socchio tanomu.”

Maomao “Right! The man isn’t breathing! The woman’s breathing is too weak. We’ll check if there’s any vomit left in their throats. You check her.”

妓女「え…ええ」

Gijo “E…ee.”

Courtesan “Y-Yes!”

猫猫（脈もない…喉には詰まってない。唾液だけか）

Maomao (Myakumo nai. Nodo-niwa tsumatte-nai. Daeki dakeka.)

Maomao (No pulse. Nothing clogging the throat. Just saliva.”

妓女「水を持ってきて！」

Gijo “Mizuo motte-kite!”

Courtesan “Bring water!”

猫猫「水は飲ませるな！炭だ、炭を用意しろ」

Maomao “Mizuwa nomaseruna! Sumida, sumio yoi-shiro.”

Maomao “No water! Bring charcoal. Charcoal!”

禿「は…はい！」

Kamuro “Ha…Hai!”

Serving girl “Y-Yes!”

猫猫「朝から一体、何なんだよ…あ～、風呂入りたい」

Maomao “Asa-kara ittai, nannan-dayo… Aaa, furo hairi-tai.”

Maomao “Great way to start the morning. Wow, I need a bath…”

妓女「ありがとう、薬屋さん。2人とも落ち着いたわ」

Gijyo “Arigato, kusuriya-san. Futari-tomo ochi-tsuitawa.”

Courtesan “Thank you, apothecary. They’re both stable now.”

猫猫「あ…そのままにしてくれ」

Maomao “A… Sono-mamani shite-kure.”

Maomao “Wait, leave that alone.”

妓女「吐いたものも？」

Gijo “Haita monomo?”

Courtesan “Even what they threw up on?”

猫猫「毒が残ってるかもしれない」

Maomao “Dokuga nokotteru-kamo shirenai.”

Maomao “There could still be poison in it.”

妓女「毒？！」

Gijo “Doku?!”

Courtesan “Poison…”

妓女「お茶の準備するわね」

Gijo “Ochano junbi suru-wane.”

Courtesan “I’ll go make some tea.”

猫猫（倒れていたのは妓女と、その客…部屋には酒とタバコの匂いが充満していた。酒瓶が2つ。割れたガラスの器。これは…麦稈か？キセルに、タバコの葉…面倒くさいことをやらかすもんだ）

Maomao (Taorete-itanowa gijoto, sono kyaku… Heya-niwa saketo tabakono nioiga juman shite-ita. Saka-binga futatsu. Wareta garasuno utsuwa. Korewa…mugiwaraka? Kiseruni, tabakono ha… Mendo-kusai koto’o yarakasu monda.)

Maomao (The two who collapsed here were a courtesan and her customer. The room was filled with the scent of alcohol and tobacco. Two bottles. Broken glass cups. This is… a wheat stalk? A pipe and some tobacco leaves. They really went out of their way to cause trouble.)

禿「これ、炭…」

Kamuro “Kore, sumi…”

Serving girl “I’ve got the charcoal…”

猫猫「ああ、あと木簡と、書くものも」

Maomao “Aa, ato mokkanto kaku-monomo.”

Maomao “Good. Also, get me a text plate and something to write with.”

禿「え？」

Kamuro “E?”

Serving girl “Huh?”

猫猫「南の外壁のそばの畑に、うちのおやじがいるはずだから、あとで連れてきてくれ」

Maomao “Minamino gaihekino sobano hatakeni, uchino oyajiga iru-hazu dakara, atode tsurete kite-kure.”

Maomao “My dad should be out in the fields, near the southern wall. Bring him over here later.”

禿「分かった」

Kamuro “Wakatta.”

Serving girl “Got it.”

猫猫「遅かったな、おやじ」

Maomao “Osokattana, Oyaji.”

Maomao “You’re late, Dad.”

羅門「この子が足を気遣ってくれたんだ」

Ruomen “Kono koga ashio kizukatte kuretanda.”

Luomen “This girl was worried about my leg.”

猫猫「炭は潰しておいた」

Maomao “Sumiwa tsubushite oita.”

Maomao “I crashed the charcoal.”

羅門「ああ、すぐに薬草に混ぜて飲ませよう」

Ruomen “Aa, suguni yakusoni mazete nomaseyo.”

Luomen “Yes, let’s mix it with the herbs and give it to them immediately.”

妓女「飲める？」

Gijo “Nomeru?”

Courtesan “Can you drink this?”

妓女「あの人は？」

Gijyo “Ano hitowa?”

Courtesan “What about him…?”

妓女「無事よ。薬も飲んだし」

Gijo “Bujiyo. Kusurimo nondashi.”

Courtesan “He’s safe. He had the medicine, too.”

羅門「処置の仕方は、まあまあかな」

Ruomen “Shochino shikatawa, maa-maa-kana.”

Luomen “Your treatment’s not bad.”

猫猫「まあまあかい」

Maomao “Maa-maa-kai.”

Maomao “‘Not bad’, huh?”

猫猫（おやじは、１の情報から、２も３も知ることができる人間だ）

Maomao (Oyajiwa, ichi-no joho-kara ni-mo san-mo shiru kotoga dekiru ningenda.)

Maomao (Dad’s able to deduce two or three things from a single piece of information.)

羅門「これは何の毒だと思った？」

Ruomen “Korewa nanno doku-dato omotta?”

Luomen “What kind of poison do you think this was?”

猫猫（来た！親父はたまにこうやって勉強させようとする）

Maomao (Kita! Oyajiwa tamani ko-yatte benkyo saseyoto suru.)

Maomao (Here goes! Dad sometimes tries to make me learn stuff this way.)

猫猫「タバコの葉は猛毒だ。心中で使うなら、これだと思う」

Maomao “Tabakono hawa modokuda. Shinju-de tsukau-nara, koredato omou.”

Maomao “Tobacco leaves are deadly poisons. That would be what they’d use in a double suicide.”

羅門「水は飲ませなかったようだね」

Ruomen “Mizuwa nomase-nakatta-yodane.”

Luomen “You didn’t have them drink water, right?”

猫猫「飲んだら逆効果だろ？」

Maomao “Nondara gyaku-koka daro?”

Maomao “Water would make things worse, right?”

羅門「そうだね、胃液が毒の吸収を抑えることもあるから、その場合は逆効果だろう。でも、もしこれが、最初から水に溶かしたものであったなら？」

Ruomen “Sodane, iekiga dokuno kyushuo osaeru kotomo aru-kara, sono baaiwa gyaku-koka daro. Demo, moshi korega, saisho-kara mizuna tokashita monode atta-nara?”

Luomen “Correct. Gastric juices can prevent the intake of poison in some cases, so diluting it might make things worse. However, what if this poison was already soaked in water?”

猫猫（ハッ…嘔吐物に葉が混じってない。見逃した…まだ寝ぼけてんのかな。水に溶かしたものであれば、薄めた方がいい場合もある。よし…覚えた）

Maomao (Ha… Outo-butsuni haga majitte inai. Minogashita… Mada neboketen-nokana. Mizuni tokashita monode areba, usumeta-hoga ii baaimo aru. Yoshi…oboeta.)

Maomao (There are no leaves in the vomit. I missed that. Maybe I’m still half asleep. If the poison was soaked in water, sometimes diluting it with more water is good. Got it. Lesson learned.)

ーーーーー

気前がいい婆「すまないねえ」

Kimaega ii Babaa “Sumanai-nee.”

Generous Madam “Sorry for the trouble.”

猫猫（客用の茶菓子をふるまうとは…なかなか気前が良い。なるほど…器に紅が移らないように使うのか）

Maomao (Kyaku-yono chagashio furumau-towa… Naka-naka kimaega yoi. Naruhodo… Utsuwani beniga utsura-naiyoni tsukau-noka.)

Maomao (Serving us snacks reserved for customers? That’s quite generous of her. I see, it prevents lipstick from getting on the cup.)

婆「ほんとに助かったよ。これは心ばかりだが…」

Babaa “Hontoni tasukattayo. Korewa kokoro-bakari-daga…”

Madam “You really saved us. This is just a small token of our gratitude.”

羅門「いや、そんなに…」

Ruomen “Iya, sonnani…”

Luomen “Oh no, that’s too much―”

猫猫「おやじ。今月、やり手婆に家賃払えるのか？」

Maomao “Oyaji. Kongetsu, Yarite-Babaani yachin haraeru-noka?”

Maomao “Dad, can you afford rent this month?”

羅門「では…」

Ruomen “Dewa…”

Luomen “Ah, in that case…”

猫猫（まったくこの親父は…。今回のは、花街では珍しくもない心中だろう。身請けできない男と、年季の明けない女がそろえば、そんなことばかり思いつくのだ。…しかしあの男、身なりは随分上等だった。顔だちも甘く、金にも女にも困りそうにない。偏見で考えると怒られそうだが…妓女との未来を憂いて毒を飲むようには見えなかった…）

Maomao (Mattaku kono oyajiwa… Konkai-nowa hana-machi-dewa mezurashikumo nai shinju daro. Miuke dekinai otokoto, nenkino akenai onnaga soroeba, sonna koto bakari omoi-tsuku-noda. Shikashi ano otoko, minariwa zuibun joto datta. Kao-dachimo amaku, kane-nimo onna-nimo komarisoni nai. Henkende kangaeruto okorare-sodaga… Gijo-tono miraio ureite dokuo nomu-yoniwa miena-katta…)

Maomao (Jeez, you old man… Must have been a double suicide. Not exactly rare in the pleasure district, A man who can’t afford to buy out a courtesan, and a courtesan with time left on her term. People like that often reach this same conclusion. Still, that man was very well-dressed. He had a handsome face, too. Didn’t seem like someone who’d be short on money or women. Dad wouldn’t approve of me judging through stereotypes, but… He didn’t seem like someone who’d drink poison with a courtesan out of despair for their future.)

猫猫「ちょっと、様子を見てくる」

Maomao “Chotto, yosuo mite-kuru.”

Maomao “I’m going to go check on them.”

猫猫（男の方が容体が重かったな…）

Maomao (Otokono hoga yodaiga omokattana…)

Maomao (The man seemed to be in worse condition…)

猫猫「何やってる！」

Maomao “Nani yatteru!”

Maomao “What are you doing?!”

禿「邪魔しないで！こんなやつ、死んだ方がいいんだ！」

Kamuro “Jama shinaide! Konna yatsu, shinda-hoga iinda!”

Serving girl “Don’t stop me! This guy deserves to die!”

妓女「あっ、あんたたち、何してるの！」

Gijo “A, Anta-tachi, nani shiteruno!”

Courtesan “Wh-What are you doing?!”

妓女「薬屋さん、ちょっとお話いいかしら？」

Gijo “Kusuriya-san, chotto ohanashi iikashira?”

Courtesan “Apothecary, may I speak with you?”

妓女「彼は元々、問題の多い客だったの。妓女に甘い言葉をかけて身請けをほのめかしては、飽きたら捨てるを繰り返す。恨みばかり買って、逆上した女に刺されそうになったり、毒を盛られたこともあったわ。けど、豪商の父親に甘やかされて、ことあるごとに金で解決してた。最近では、親に頼んで、娼館まで護衛を付けて来ていたわ。この子の姉も、あの男に捨てられたの。これから���一緒に暮らせるって、喜んでいたのに…身請けの当日に、急に白紙にされて…だから、許せなかったんだと思う。今回一緒に毒を飲んだ子にも、懐いていたから」

Gijo “Karewa moto-moto, mondaino ooi kyaku dattano. Gijoni amai kotobao kakete miukeo honomekashi-tewa, akitara suteruo kurikaesu. Urami bakari katte, gyakujo-shita onnani sasare-soni nattari, dokuo morareta kotomo attawa. Kedo, goshono chichi-oyani amayaka-sarete, koto-aru-gotoni kanede kaiketsu shiteta. Saikin-dewa, oyani tanonde, shokan-made goeio tsukete kite-itawa. Kono kono anemo, ano otokoni suteraretano. Korekarawa isshoni kuraserutte, yorokonde-itanoni… Miukeno tojitsuni, kyuni hakushini sarete… Dakara, yuruse-nakattan-dato omou. Konkai isshoni dokuo nonda ko-nimo natsuite itakara.”

Courtesan “That man was always a problem customer. He’d sweet-talk a courtesan and insinuate that he would buy her out. When he got tired of her, he’d just dump her. He was widely hated. Some woman tried to stab him, even. He’d been poisoned in the past, too. But his rich merchant father pampers him. He settles everything with money. Recently, he asked his father to hire guards for him to travel to the brothels with. This girl’s older sister got dumped by him, too. She was so happy she could live with him, but on the day of the buy-out, he suddenly canceled on her. That’s why, I think, she couldn’t forgive him. The courtesan who drank the poison today was close to her, as well.”

猫猫「だから、目をつむれと？そんな客なら、出入り禁止にすればいいものを」

Maomao “Dakara, meo tsumureto? Sonna kyaku-nara, deiri kinshini sureba iimono’o.”

Maomao “So, you want me to pretend I didn’t see anything? If he’s such a problem, why not just ban him?”

妓女「入れ込んだのは、あの子の方なの」

Gijo “Irekonda-nowa, ano kono ho-nano.”

Courtesan “It’s the courtesan who fell for him."

猫猫「それで心中騒ぎとなれば、娼館としては頭が痛い話ですね」

Maomao “Sorede shinju-sawagito nareba, shokanto shitewa atamaga itai hanashi desune.”

Maomao “In that case, I suppose word of a double suicide would make matters worse for the brothel.”

猫猫（やけに手厚かったのは、豪商の息子を自分の店で死なせずに済んだからか…そして…それが逆に理不尽に感じられたのだろう）

Maomao (Yakeni teatsukatta-nowa, goshono musuko’o jibunno misede shinasezuni sunda-karaka… Soshite sorega gyakuni rifujinni kanji-raretano-daro.)

Maomao (So, they served us the good snacks because we prevented a rich merchant’s son from dying on the premises. And… That must have felt unfair to her.)

猫猫「分かりました」

Maomao “Wakari-mashita.”

Maomao “I understand.”

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猫猫（今日はたまたま私が家に帰っていたが、いつも買い物をしている子なら、おやじのいない時間くらい知っていたかもしれない。普通なら医者を呼ぶ状況で、わざわざ不在の薬屋を呼びに来たとすれば…あの禿、小さい割に恐ろしい…）

Maomao (Kyowa tama-tama watashiga ieni kaette-itaga, itsumo kaimono’o shite-iru konara, oyajino inai jikan kurai shitte-itakamo shirenai. Futsu-nara ishao yobu jokyode, waza-waza fuzaino kusuriyao yobini kitato sureba… Ano kamuro, chiisai warini osoroshii…)

Maomao (I just happened to be home today, but if the girl shops with us often, perhaps she knew when my dad is usually away. Normally you’d call for a doctor at a time like that, but she went out of her way to find a missing apothecary. That servant girl is scarier than she looks.”

羅門「せっかく帰ってきたというのに、何だったねぇ」

Ruomen “Sekkaku kaette kitato iunoni, nandatta-nee.

Luomen “It’s too bad your homecoming turned out this way.”

猫猫「おやじ、さっきの見せて。」

Maomao “Oyaji, sakkino misete.”

Maomao “Dad, show me that money from earlier.”

猫猫（うん、ちゃんと入ってる。案の定、口止め料まで…でもなんだか引っかかる。話からして、男はかなりしたたかだ。そんな男が、惚れた腫れたで心中など起こすものだろうか）

Maomao (Un, chanto haitteru. Annojo, kuchidome-ryo made… Demo nandaka hikkakaru. Hanashi-kara shite, otokowa kanari shitatakada. Sonna otokoga, horeta-haretade shinju-nado okosu mono-daroka.)

Maomao (Yep, all there. As expected, including hush money. Something bothers me, though. Judging from the stories, the man is pretty clever. Would someone like him join a double suicide over romance?)

猫猫「ならば無理心中か？いや、毒を盛られたことのある男がそう簡単に…」

Maomao “Naraba muri-shinju ka? Iya, dokuo morareta kotono aru otokoga so kantanni…”

Maomao “Was it a forced suicide? No, a man who’d been poisoned before wouldn’t easily-“

羅門「猫猫、憶測でものを言っちゃいけないよ」

Ruomen “Maomao, okusokude mono’o iccha ikenaiyo.”

Luomen “Maomao, you shouldn’t speak based on conjecture.”

猫猫「おやじはもう、真相に気づいてい��んだろ？」

Maomao “Oyajiwa mo, shinsoni kizuite irundaro?”

Maomao “Dad, you already figured out what really happened, right?”

猫猫（思い出そう。現場に何があったか…見逃したものはないか）

Maomao (Omoidaso. Genbani naniga attaka… Minogashita monowa naika.)

Maomao (Let’s try to recall what was at the scene and what I might have missed.)

猫猫「タバコの葉は猛毒だ。心中で使うなら、これだと思う」

Maomao “Tabakono hawa modokuda. Shinjude tsukau-nara, koredato omou.”

Maomao “Tobacco leaves are deadly poisons. This would be what they would use in a double suicide.”

羅門「もしこれが、最初から水に溶かしたものであったなら？」

Ruomen “Moshi korega, saisho-kara mizuna tokashita monode atta-nara?”

Luomen “However, what if this poison was already mixed in water?”

妓女「入れ込んだのは、あの子の方なの」

Gijo “Irekonda-nowa, ano kono ho-nano.”

Courtesan “It’s the courtesan who fell for him.”

禿「こんなやつ、死んだ方がいいんだ！」

Kamuro “Konna yatsu, shinda-hoga iinda!”

Serving girl “This guy deserves to die!”

妓女「今回、一緒に毒を飲んだ子にも懐いていたから…」

Gijo “Konkai, isshoni dokuo nonda konimo natsuite itakara…”

Courtesan “The courtesan who drank the poison today was close to her as well.”

猫猫「なるほど。器に紅が移らないように使うのか」

Maomao “Naruhodo. Utsuwani beniga utsura-naiyoni tsukau-noka.”

Maomao “I see, it prevents the lipstick from getting on the cup.”

猫猫（これは心中じゃない。殺人だ。水に溶かしたもの…麦稈…種類の違う2色の酒…）

Maomao (Korewa shinjuja nai. Satsujinda. Mizuni tokashita mono… Mugiwara… Shuruino chigau ni-shokuno sake…)

Maomao (This wasn’t a double suicide. It was murder. Poisoned water, wheat stalks, two separate drinks with different colors…)

羅門「もう終わったことだよ」

Ruomen “Mo owatta koto dayo.”

Luomen “It’s already over.”

猫猫「分かってる」

Maomao “Wakatteru.”

Maomao “I know.”

猫猫（心中じゃなく殺人。しかも、殺そうとしたのは妓女のほうだ。犯行に使われたのは、タバコを漬けた毒の酒。しかし、護衛を付けるほど用心深くなっている男に、どうやって毒酒を飲ませたのか…簡単だ。毒見をして見せればいい。

妓女が無事なら、男は酒を口にする。しかし、実際に毒の酒を飲めば、女も無事では済まない。そこで道具を使った。酒は2種類、器は1つ。酒は、中身が違えば、濃さや重さが違う。重い酒の上に、軽い酒をゆっくり注げば、層ができて、見た目が良い。客を喜ばせる小ネタとして使えば…怪しまれることなく、妓女は下の層だけを麦稈で飲んでみせた。妓女も、上澄みの酒を飲んだ。死なないように、少しの量を。自分も死んでしまえば、元も子もない。男が死に、自分が生き残る計算を考えた上で、朝方に事を起こしたのだろう。そして都合よく、それを発見する人間がいた。儚げだが、それでいてしたたかだ。）

Maomao (Shinjuja naku satsujin. Shikamo, korosoto shita-nowa gijono hoda. Hankoni tsukawareta-nowa, tabako’o tsuketa dokuno sake. Shikashi, goeio tsukeru-hodo yojin-bukaku natte-iru otokoni, do-yatte dokushu’o nomaseta-noka. Kantanda. Dokumio shite misereba ii. Gijoga buji-nara, otokowa sakeo kuchini suru. Shikashi, jissaini dokuno sakeo nomeba, onnamo buji-dewa sumanai. Sokode doguo tsukatta. Sakewa ni-shurui, utsuwawa hitotsu. Sakewa, nakamiga chigaeba, kosaya omosaga chigau. Omoi sakeno ueni, karui sakeo yukkuri sosogeba, soga dekite mitamega yoi. Kyakuo yoroko-baseru konetato shite tsukaeba… ayashima-reru-koto naku gijowa shitano sodakeo mugiwarade nonde miseta. Gijomo uwazumino sakeo nonda. Shinanai-yoni, sukoshino ryo’o. Jibunmo shinde shimaeba, motomo komo nai. Otokoga shini, jibunga ikinokoru keisan’o kangaeta uede, asagatani koto’o okoshitano-daro. Soshite tsugo-yoku, soreo hakken-suru ningenga ita. Hakanage-daga, sorede-ite shitatakada.)

Maomao (Murder, not a double suicide. And it’s the courtesan who tried to kill the man, using drinks laced with tobacco poison. But the man was cautious enough to have guards around. How did she get him to drink the poison? Simple. She took a sip as well. If the courtesan was safe, the man would drink, too. But if she drank the poison, she’d be in danger herself. That’s why she used a trick. Two drinks, one cup. Different drinks have varying thicknesses and weights. By pouring a lighter drink slowly over a heavy drink, you can create a pretty-looking, layered drink. She used that as a small parlor trick to impress her guest. Then, she used the wheat stalk to drink just the lower layer, without raising suspicion. Afterwards, she drank from the upper layer as well. Just a little bit, so it wouldn’t kill her. She didn’t want to end up dead herself. She did the act in the morning to increase the odds that he would die, and she would survive. And conveniently, someone came to witness it. She appeared fragile, but she’s actually quite clever.”

禿「姐さん、何やってるの？寝てなきゃダメ！」

Kamuro “Neesan, nani yatteruno? Netenakya dame!”

Serving girl “What are you doing, Big Sis? You should stay in bed!”

猫猫（禿の行動は、どこかおかしかった。男を手遅れにするために、わざわざ医者ではなく薬屋を訪ね、おやじを呼ぶのにも時間をかけた。そこに姐ちゃんへの心配はなかったのだろうか。実の姉と同じように、また親しい者が死ぬとは考えなかったのだろうか。まるで、死なないと分かって行動しているようだった…なんて、考えすぎだろうか。そして、禿にやたら同情的な妓女。金払いのいい、やり手婆。怪しいと思ったら、いくらでも怪しいと思えてしまう。もしやみんな…ハア、憶測でものを言っちゃいけないか…）

Maomao (Kamurono kodowa, dokoka okashi-katta. Otoko’o teokureni suru-tameni, waza-waza isha-dewa naku kusuriyao tazune, oyajio yobuno-nimo jikan’o kaketa. Sokoni, neechan’eno shinpaiwa nakattano-daroka. Jitsuno aneto onaji-yoni, mata shitashii monoga shinu-towa kangae-nakattano-daroka. Marude, shinanaito wakatte kodo shite-iru yo-datta… nante, kangae-sugi daroka. Soshite, kamuroni yatara dojo-tekina gijo. Kane-baraino ii, yarite-babaa. Ayashiito omottara, ikura-demo ayashiito omoete shimau. Moshiya, minna… Haa, okusokude mono’o iccha ikenaika…)

Maomao (The servant girl did behave a bit strangely. In order to make sure the man didn’t survive, she went to an apothecary, not a doctor. She even took her time bringing my dad over. Wasn’t she worried that her ‘Big Sis’ would die? Wasn’t she worried that someone close to her would die again, like her real sister? It’s almost as if she knew the courtesan would survive. Or am I over-thinking this? In addition, the other courtesan was sympathetic to the servant girl. Plus, the very generous madam… Once I start doubting, there’s no stopping. Could they all have been… I shouldn’t speak based on conjecture.)

猫猫（ずっと帰りたかった花街も、本質は後宮と変わらない。花園であり、鳥かごだ。みんな、閉じこもった空気に毒されていく。妓女も、周りの毒を食らうことで、甘い毒へと変わっていく。あの妓女がどうなるのかは分からない。ドラ息子が毒を飲まされたと訴えるかもしれないし、逆に娼館側が商品を台無しにされたと脅すかもしれない。…どちらでもいい。そんなことをいちいち考えていては、この街で生きていけない）

Maomao (Zutto kaeri-takatta hana-machimo, honshitsuwa kokyuto kawaranai. Hanazonode ari, torikagoda. Minna, tojikomotta kukini dokusarete-iku. Gijomo mawarino dokuo kurau-kotode, amai dokueto kawatte-iku. Ano gijoga do naruno-kawa wakaranai. Dora-musukoga dokuo nomasaretato uttaeru-kamo shirenaishi, gyakuni shokan-gawaga shohin’o dainashini saretato odosu-kamo shirenai. …Dochira-demo ii. Sonna koto’o ichi-ichi kangaete-itewa, kono machide ikite ikenai.)

Maomao (I really missed this pleasure district, but in essence, it’s no different from the rear palace. It’s both a garden and a cage. The stale, trapped air poisons everyone. The courtesans also eat the poison around them to become a sweet poison themselves. I don’t know what’ll happen to that courtesan. Maybe the annoying customer will assert that she tried to poison him. Maybe the brothel will accuse him of ruining their merchandise instead. Well, whatever. You can’t live life in this neighborhood worrying about every little thing.)

梅梅「猫猫」

Meimei “Maomao.”

Meimei “Maomao.”

猫猫「梅梅姐ちゃん」

Maomao “Meimei neechan.”

Maomao “Meimei.”

梅梅「もう後宮に戻るの？」

Meimei “Mo kokyuni modoruno?”

Meimei “You’re going back to the rear palace already?”

猫猫「年季がまだ1年残ってるし、仕事を放棄したら迷惑がかかる」

Maomao “Nenkiga mada ichi-nen nokotterushi, shigoto’o hoki shitara meiwakuga kakaru.”

Maomao “I have a year left on my term. I also have work to do that I can’t force on others.”

梅梅「そう…せっかく帰ってこられたのに。猫猫が急に行方不明になって、みんな心配してたのよ。白鈴も女華も、おばばも。」

Meimei “So… Sekkaku kaette-korareta-noni. Maomaoga kyuni yukue-fumeini natte, minna shinpai shiteta-noyo. Pairinmo Jokamo, Obabamo.”

Meimei “That’s too bad. You just got back. Everyone was worried when you suddenly went missing. Pairin, Joka, and even the old lady.”

猫猫「え？そんなこと、一言も…」

Maomao “E? Sonna koto, hitokotomo…”

Maomao “Really? She never said…”

梅梅「いつも通りだったでしょう？あんたが帰ってきたからよ」

Meimei “Itsumo-doori datta-desho? Antaga kaette kita-karayo.”

Meimei “She acted like usual, right? It’s because you came back.”

猫猫「そっか…おお～」

Maomao “Sokka… Oooo”

Maomao “I see.”

梅梅「や～だ、さみしくなっちゃった？よしよし～」

Meimei “Yaaada, samishiku nacchatta? Yoshi-yoshiii.”

Meimei “Oh no, did I make you all sentimental? There, there!”

猫猫「ちょ…梅梅姐ちゃん！」

Maomao “Cho… Meimei neechan!”

Maomao “Come on, Meimei!”

梅梅「猫猫、離れには行ったの？」

Meimei “Maomao, hanare-niwa ittano?”

Meimei “Maomao, did you visit the annex?”

猫猫「ん…あとで行く」

Maomao “N… Atode iku.”

Maomao “I’ll go later.”

ーーーーー

羅門「気を付けるんだよ」

Ruomen “Kio tsukerun-dayo.”

Luomen “Take care of yourself.”

猫猫「おやじも。行ってきます」

Maomao “Oyajimo. Itte-kimasu.”

Maomao “You, too. I’m off.”

猫猫（3日間の里帰りは、あっという間に終わった）

Maomao (Mikka-kanno sato-gaeriwa, atto iumani owatta.)

Maomao (My three-day homecoming was over before I knew it.)

白鈴「もう帰っちゃうなんて、残念だわ～。ねえ？李白様？」

Pairin “Mo kaecchau-nante, zan’nen-dawaaa. Nee? Rihaku-sama?”

Pairin “I’m so sad to see you go so soon! Right? Master Lihaku?”

李白「やは～、実に残念だ」

Rihaku “Yahaaa, jitsuni zan’nenda.”

Lihaku “Yes! I’m so sad, too!”

猫猫（いい夢見れたみたいだな…一度天上の甘露を知れば、地上には戻れない。きっと、生かさず殺さず、搾り取られることだろう…とはいえ、前払いで足りなかった銀を補うのは私だ）

Maomao (Ii yume mireta mitai-dana… Ichido tenjono kanro’o shireba, chijo-niwa modorenai. Kitto, ikasazu korosazu, shibori-torareru kotodaro… Towa-ie, mae-baraide tarinakatta gin’o oginau-nowa watashida.)

Maomao (Looks like he had a good dream. Once you have a taste of the heavenly dews, there’s no turning back to reality. I’m sure they’ll squeeze him dry, gently but thoroughly. That said, I’m the one that has to cover for the amount that I couldn’t pay up front.)

やり手婆「帰ってくるときは連絡しな」

Yarite-Babaa “Kaette kuru-tokiwa renraku shina.”

Madam “Let me know when you’re coming home next.”

猫猫（おかげで次の身売り先が決定である）

Maomao (Okagede tsugino miuri-sakiga ketteide aru.)

Maomao (And thus, my next buyer has been determined.”

ーーーーー

壬氏「む～っ…」

Jinshi “Muuuu…”

猫猫（なぜだろう？やたら、こっちを睨んでいる…。早めに退散しよう）

Maomao (Naze-daro? Yatara, kocchio nirande-iru… Hayameni taisan shiyo.)

Maomao (What’s with the intense stare? I’d better make my escape.)

猫猫「では、着替えてまいりますので」

Maomao “Dewa, kigaete mairimasu-node.”

Maomao “I’ll go get changed.”

桜花「あとで」

Infa “Atode.”

Yinghua “Tell us…”

愛藍「いろいろ」

Airan “Iro-iro.”

Ailan “Everything…”

貴園「聞かせてね」

Guien “Kikasetene.”

Guiyuan “Later!”

壬氏「応接室で待っているぞ。フンッ」

Jinshi “Osetsu-shitsude matte-iruzo. Fun.”

Jinshi “I’ll be waiting for you in the parlor.”

猫猫「失礼いたします」

Maomao “Shitsurei itashi-masu.”

Maomao “Excuse me.”

猫猫（なんだか態度が悪い気がする…気のせいだろうか？気のせいにしたい。気のせいにしよう。にしても…なぜ2人きりなんだ）

Maomao (Nandaka taidoga warui kiga suru… Kino sei daroka? Kino seini shitai. Kino seini shiyo. Ni shitemo… Naze futari-kiri nanda.)

Maomao (For some reason, he seems really upset. Am I over-thinking it? I hope I’m over-thinking it. Let’s go with that! Why are we alone, anyway?”

壬氏「里帰り、行ってきたようだな」

Jinshi “Sato-gaeri, itte-kita-yodana.”

Jinshi “So, you went home, huh?”

猫猫「はい」

Maomao “Hai.”

Maomao “Yes.”

壬氏「どうだった？」

Jinshi “Do datta?”

Jinshi “How was it?”

猫猫「みんな元気そうで、何よりでした」

Maomao “Minna genki-sode nani-yori deshita.”

Maomao “Everyone’s doing well, so I was glad for that.”

壬氏「そうか」

Jinshi “Soka.”

Jinshi “I see.”

猫猫「はい」

Maomao “Hai.”

Maomao “Yes.”

壬氏「李白っていうのは、どういう男なんだ？」

Jinshi “Rihakutte iunowa, do-iu otoko nanda?”

Jinshi “What is this Lihaku fellow like?”

猫猫「ん？身元引受人です」

Maomao “N? Mimoto hikiuke-nin desu.”

Maomao “He was my guarantor.”

猫猫（なぜに名前を知っている？）

Maomao (Nazeni namaeo shitte-iru?)

Maomao (How does he know that name?)

壬氏「意味が分かって言っているのか？その意味が」

Jinshi “Imiga wakatte itte-irunoka? Sono imiga.”

Jinshi “Do you even know what that means?”

猫猫「ええ。身元のしっかりした高官でないと、引受人にはなれないと」

Maomao “Ee. Mimotono shikkari-shita kokande naito, hikiuke-nin-niwa narenaito.”

Maomao “Yes. Only a higher-ranking official with a good record can serve as a guarantor."

壬氏「かんざしをもらったのか？」

Jinshi “Kanzashio moratta-noka?”

Jinshi “Did he give you a hairpin?”

猫猫「何本も配っていましたので、義理でいただきました」

Maomao “Nanbonmo kubatte imashita-node, giride itadaki-mashita.”

Maomao “He was passing out several, so I took one as a consolation prize.”

壬氏「つまり、義理でもらったものに、俺は負けたんだな？」

Jinshi “Tsumari, giride moratta-mononi, orewa maketan-dana?”

Jinshi “So, I lost to a consolation prize, huh?”

猫猫（うん？）

Maomao (Un?)

壬氏「俺もあげたはずなんだが、全く話は来なかったな」

Jinshi “Oremo ageta hazu-nandaga, mattaku hanashiwa konakattana.”

Jinshi “I thought I gave you one too, but I never heard from you.”

猫猫（俺？何だ、要するに自分に話が来なかったのが気に食わないのか。不思議なものだ…面倒ごとには関わらないほうが楽に決まっているのに。暇人だから厄介ごとでも構ってもらいたいのか？）

Maomao (Ore? Nanda, yo-suruni jibunni hanashiga konakatta-noga kini kuwanai-noka. Fushigina monoda… Mendo-goto-niwa kakawara-nai-hoga rakuni kimatte-iru-noni. Hima-jin dakara yakkai-goto-demo kamatte morai-tai-noka?)

Maomao (Huh? In other words, he’s just unhappy because I didn’t rely on him instead? Weird. It’s obviously way better to not get involved in any trouble. Is he so bored that he wants attention even if it’ll cause problems?)

猫猫「申し訳ありません。壬氏様にご満足いただける対価など、思いつかなかったもので」

Maomao “Moshi-wake arimasen. Jinshi-samani gomanzoku itadakeru taika-nado omoi-tsukana-katta-monode.”

Maomao “I’m sorry. I couldn’t think of a repayment that you’d enjoy.”

壬氏「対価って何だ？お前、それを李白ってやつに払ったのか？」

Jinshi “Taikatte nanda? Omae, soreo Rihakutte yatsuni haratta-noka?”

Jinshi “What repayment? Did you give something to this Lihaku guy?”

猫猫「ええ。一夜の夢に喜んでおりました」

Maomao “Ee. Ichiyano yumeni yorokonde orimashita.”

Maomao “Yes, I granted him a night of blissful dreams.”

壬氏「なっ…！一夜…」

Jinshi “Na…! Ichiya…”

Jinshi “A night…”

猫猫「フンッ、大変ご満足いただけたようで、こちらとしても、頑張った甲斐がありました」

Maomao “Fun, taihen gomanzoku itadaketa-yode, kochirato shitemo, ganbatta kaiga arimashita.”

Maomao “He seemed very happy. I worked hard, so I’m pleased with myself.”

猫猫「何してるんですか？シミになる前に、これで…。失礼しますよ？すぐ洗濯に出した方がいいかと。茶碗もすぐ片付けますから、触らないでくださいよ。ハア…失礼します。スーッ」

Maomao “Nani shiterun-desuka? Shimini naru maeni, korede… Shitsurei shimasuyo? Suguni sentakuni dashita-hoga iikato. Chawanmo sugu katazuke-masu-kara, sawara-naide-kudasaiyo. Haa… Shitsurei shimasu. Suuuu”

Maomao “What are you doing? Let’s wipe you off before it stains. Excuse me. You should get this washed right away. I’ll clean up the cup right away, too. Don’t touch it. Excuse me. Whoosh.”

玉葉妃「フフッ、アハハハハハッ」

Gyokuyo-hi “Fufu, Ahahahahaha!”

猫猫「ん？うぎっ」

Maomao “N? Ugi!”

Maomao “Ow!”

玉葉妃「アハハハハハハッ、フフフフッ、フフッ」

Gyokuyo-hi “Ahahahahaha, Fufufufu, fufu.”

(Continue to episode 9)

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Nœud lunaire : Évitez de jardiner après 17h20 Nœud lunaire Évitez de jardiner après 17h20 Au jardin potager Si vous habitez une région clémente, plantez des échalotes et de l'ail sur un emplacement qui n'est pas trop riche en azote et surtout n'ayant pas reçu d'alliacées depuis 4 ans minimum. Éclaircissez vos semis de carotte. Profitez-en pour désherber ces derniers. Continuez à récolter du topinambour, du panais, du scorsonère, du salsifis, du crosne, du poireau et du raifort. Paillez toutes ces cultures afin de pouvoir continuer à récolter même s'il gèle. Si vous avez un sol lourd, décompactez-le à l'aide de votre grelinette. Le gel s'occupera de faire éclater les grosses mottes. Lundi 25 novembre Jour Lune descendante

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Dans les régions douces, plantez des échalotes Au jardin potager Si vous habitez une région clémente, plantez des échalotes et de l'ail sur un emplacement qui n'est pas trop riche en azote et surtout n'ayant pas reçu d'alliacées depuis 4 ans minimum. Éclaircissez vos semis de carotte. Profitez-en pour désherber ces derniers. Continuez à récolter du topinambour, du panais, du scorsonère, du salsifis, du crosne, du poireau et du raifort. Paillez toutes ces cultures afin de pouvoir continuer à récolter même s'il gèle. Si vous avez un sol lourd, décompactez-le à l'aide de votre grelinette. Le gel s'occupera de faire éclater les grosses mottes. mercredi 27 novembre Jour racines

Récoltez du topinambour Au jardin potager Si vous habitez une région clémente, plantez des échalotes et de l'ail sur un emplacement qui n'est pas trop riche en azote et surtout n'ayant pas reçu d'alliacées depuis 4 ans minimum. Éclaircissez vos semis de carotte. Profitez-en pour désherber ces derniers. Continuez à récolter du topinambour, du panais, du scorsonère, du salsifis, du crosne, du poireau et du raifort. Paillez toutes ces cultures afin de pouvoir continuer à récolter même s'il gèle. Si vous avez un sol lourd, décompactez-le à l'aide de votre grelinette. Le gel s'occupera de faire éclater les grosses mottes. jeudi 28 novembre Jour fleurs

Plantez ou rempotez de l'amaryllis En intérieur Vous pouvez rempoter ou planter des bulbes d’amaryllis. Au jardin d'agrément Plantez des hellébores (roses de Noël) et des chrysanthèmes. Taillez les clématites qui fleurissent à la saison estivale ainsi que les rosiers arbustifs. Paillez les vivaces les plus gélives de vos massifs. Buttez les jeunes plans de rosiers. vendredi 29 novembre Jour fleurs / feuilles

Taillez les bambous En intérieur avant 13h30 en jour fleurs Vous pouvez rempoter ou planter des bulbes d’amaryllis. Au jardin d'agrément avant 13h30 en jour fleurs Plantez des hellébores (roses de Noël) et des chrysanthèmes. Taillez les clématites qui fleurissent à la saison estivale ainsi que les rosiers arbustifs. Paillez les vivaces les plus gélives de vos massifs. Buttez les jeunes plans de rosiers. Au jardin d'agrément à partir de 13h30 passage en jour feuilles Si dans votre région il ne gèle pas, vous pouvez commencer à planter les arbustes et les arbres au feuillage caduc et en particulier ceux achetés à racines nues. Pour ceux qui sont persistants, patientez jusqu'à la saison printanière mars/avril hors période de gel. Ces derniers ont une meilleure reprise quand le sol s'est un peu réchauffé. Si vous avez suffisamment d'espace pour une plantation d'une haie, je vous conseille d'effectuer cette dernière en quinconce. Paillez vos jeunes arbustes ou arbres afin d'éviter une éventuelle concurrence avec les herbes qui peuvent se développer spontanément. Plantez des plantes grimpantes au feuillage décoratif, telle la vigne vierge. Vous pouvez aussi élaguer les grands arbres caducs. Taillez les bambous et les noisetiers. Cette opération va vous permettre de récupérer des tuteurs pour vos prochaines plantations de tomates et aussi des rames pour vos haricots. Au jardin potager Continuez à faire blanchir d'autres endives. Blanchissez également des pissenlits. samedi 30 NOVEMBRE Jour feuilles

Faites blanchir du pissenlit Au jardin d'agrément Si dans votre région il ne gèle pas, vous pouvez commencer à planter les arbustes et les arbres au feuillage caduc et en particulier ceux achetés à racines nues. Pour ceux qui sont persistants, patientez jusqu'à la saison printanière mars/avril hors période de gel. Ces derniers ont une meilleure reprise quand le sol s'est un peu réchauffé. Si vous avez suffisamment d'espace pour une plantation d'une haie, je vous conseille d'effectuer cette dernière en quinconce. Paillez vos jeunes arbustes ou arbres afin d'éviter une éventuelle concurrence avec les herbes qui peuvent se développer spontanément. Plantez des plantes grimpantes au feuillage décoratif, telle la vigne vierge. Vous pouvez aussi élaguer les grands arbres caducs. Taillez les bambous et les noisetiers. Cette opération va vous permettre de récupérer des tuteurs pour vos prochaines plantations de tomates et aussi des rames pour vos haricots. Au jardin potager Continuez à faire blanchir d'autres endives. Blanchissez également des pissenlits. dimanche 1er décembre Je rappelle que les jours prévus par le calendrier lunaire seront pour que vous ayez une idée des périodes de plantation ou de semis car vous devrez faire face aux variations climatiques (pluie, neige, Etc..). Ceci pour vous dire que vous serez obligé parfois de déroger au calendrier lunaire pour cause de mauvais temps.

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[albert-prous]

ACT237

en griffant la terre façon pour la désincarcération des mottes gorgées ou à l'inverse brisure des mottes sèches aération générale libération des radicelles marcher en reculant un bon binage vaut deux arrosages ou la rosée du matin contre l'étouffement des salades introduire du ciel vers libérés joyeuses prestations toutes sortes de bineuses herbes extraites sur le côté prous

[gobboguy]

Chapter 14: Kolkol

The procession trundled through the forest along the small Brocqua River, a babbling stream winding its way through the idyllic forest. The Orcs walked along the banks, some splashing in the shallow waters to cool off, while others gathered wild herbs and mushrooms from the underbrush. Children laughed and played, chasing each other and throwing sticks into the river for their wolfish pets to fetch. A few warriors practiced their combat skills, sparring with wooden weapons or engaging in friendly wrestling matches.

Suddenly, the sound of giant horse steps echoed through the trees. From around a bend in the road, a massive warhorse approached, its hooves thundering against the ground. Astride the magnificent beast was a proud Orcess, her armor adorned with human skulls on her belt and across her horse's bridle. She was tall and muscular, her eyes fierce and commanding. As she drew closer, she greeted the queen cordially, her voice strong and respectful.

"Greetings, Queen Ionia," she said with a nod. "I am Drakka Bloodbane, Bloodmaave to Warchief Grak'Thok. I have been sent ahead to guide you and your retinue to the city of Kolkol."

The journey continued with Drakka leading the way. They passed through several small Orc villages, each bustling with activity. Orcs tended to their crops, their fields lush with grok'nar and other hardy vegetables. Thralls labored under the watchful eyes of their masters, hauling water from the river or chopping wood for the fires. In one village, an Orc family gathered around a fire, roasting a freshly caught boar while their whelps played nearby, their laughter filling the air.

As they approached the motte-and-bailey fort of Kolkol, the martial prowess of Grak'Thok's Orcs was evident. Warriors drilled in the training grounds, their disciplined movements a testament to their rigorous training. The walls were lined with archers, their eyes sharp and vigilant. The great awe with which they regarded Queen Ionia and Princess Ulf was palpable; they straightened and saluted as the royal procession passed by.

The hunting lodge of Kolkol stood grand and imposing, built from sturdy logs and adorned with the trophies of countless hunts. The heads of great beasts, both familiar and exotic, lined the walls, their eyes forever staring into the room. Ionia and Ulf grinned to themselves, appreciating the traditional way of life the Orcs lived here. This was a land where strength and skill were revered above all else.

With anticipation, Ionia and Ulf dismounted and headed into the lodge to meet Warchief Grak'Thok. The interior was warm and inviting, filled with the scent of roasting meat and the sound of hearty laughter. Grak'Thok awaited them near the grand hearth, a broad smile on his face and a goblet of bloodgrog in his hand as he led them inside.

The interior of the Orc hunting lodge of Kolkol was a grand, lively scene. The great hall was alive with the sounds of Orcs—boisterous laughter, the clatter of wooden mugs, and the games of Orc whelps echoing off the log walls. Warchief Grak'Thok's many wives conversed in clusters, their dialogue a blend of shared stories and hearty laughs. A large central fire roared in the heart of the lodge, casting a warm, flickering light across the room. Over the fire, raw meat roasted on a spit, its mouthwatering aroma filling the air.

The interior of the hunting lodge in Kolkol buzzed with lively conversation. Grak’Thok’s many wives gathered around the large central fire, their voices mingling with the sounds of whelps playing games and the occasional crackle from the spit where raw meat roasted.

One of the wives leaned in closer to the group, a proud smile on her face. "Did you hear? Gromluk took down a boar twice his size yesterday. The boy’s got his father’s strength!"

Another wife nodded, her eyes twinkling. "Of course, he does. It runs in the family. Speaking of which, our little Zarga is showing promise with the axe. She nearly took off her tutor’s ear!"

Laughter rippled through the group. "Ha! That’s nothing," chimed in a third wife. "My daughter challenged the blacksmith’s apprentice to a duel. She won, and now the poor boy follows her around like a lost puppy."

"I hope she’s not too hard on him," another wife commented, shaking her head. "We don’t want the apprentices all scared off. We need them for our weapons!"

"Speaking of weapons," said a fifth wife, a hint of pride in her voice, "have you seen the new armor Zulga’s been working on? She’s outdone herself this time."

"Oh, it’s magnificent!" a sixth wife exclaimed. "I’m sure the Warchief will be pleased. Our warriors will be the envy of all warbands."

"Indeed," agreed a seventh wife. "And have you noticed how Atlug's been getting better with that lute of his? He’s becoming quite the bard."

"It’s a good thing, too," the eighth wife added. "The tales he sings of our family’s glory will inspire future generations. And his voice isn’t bad to listen to after a long day."

"Yes, but I do wish he’d focus more on his swordsmanship," the first wife said, a hint of concern in her voice. "Music is fine, but it won’t save him in battle."

"Balance, sister," the third wife interjected gently. "Balance. Even the Warchief sees the value in diversifying our strengths."

"True," the second wife mused. "Speaking of balance, who’s taking care of the whelps while we’re all here chattering away?"

"Don’t worry," the fourth wife reassured them. "I left them with our eldest. They’re in good hands. She’s already proven she can handle them."

"Good," the sixth wife said, settling back into her seat. "Because I’d rather be here with you all, enjoying this feast and the fire, than chasing after them right now."

"Agreed," the eighth wife nodded. "Let's enjoy the evening while we can. Tomorrow, we can go back to our usual chaos."

As they laughed and continued their conversation, the warmth of the fire and the camaraderie among them filled the lodge with a sense of family and strength that was the heart of the warband.

Grak'Thok stood near the fire, his booming voice welcoming the new arrivals. "Welcome, Queen Ionia and Princess Ulf! It's been too long since we've had such esteemed guests in our halls."

Beside him stood his Soulmaave wife, Zulga Ironheart. She was a formidable Orcess with broad shoulders and a muscular build, her skin adorned with intricate tattoos that told tales of battle and honor. Her eyes were sharp and observant, and her presence exuded strength and authority.

By the fire, a rotund but powerful Orc strummed a lute, serenading several blushing Orcish maidens who giggled at his every word. Grak'Thok chuckled and commanded, "Atlug, rise and greet our guests properly."

Atlug the Bard stood up, his long black hair swept back into a ponytail that glistened in the firelight. His gleaming tusks and powerful arms spoke of his prowess, not just as a musician but as a warrior as well. The lute he carried was a fine instrument, its craftsmanship evident, but the calluses on his hands and the sword at his side revealed his dual talents.

With a pompous air and a wink, Atlug said, "Ah, Princess Ulf, Queen Ionia, you honor us with your presence. Fear not, for I shall make you the envy of all Orcish maidens throughout the Domination with my songs and tales."

Ulf frowned at his rather un-Orky career path, but Ionia clapped appreciatively. "Part of the Orc transformation is the expansion of our society into the finer things than just combat. Well done, Atlug."

Atlug smiled broadly. "I swear it, Princess Ulf, you will be a muse in my grand epic. Your deeds will inspire Orcs across the Domination."

Ulf groaned inwardly but couldn't help managing a small smile at his enthusiasm. The combination of traditional Orc strength and newfound cultural pursuits was both intriguing and somewhat amusing to her.

As the lively conversations of Grak'Thok's wives continued around the central fire, Ionia clapped her hands, commanding attention. The room fell silent, all eyes turning to the queen. She gestured towards Atlug, her voice clear and authoritative. "Atlug, sing us a song. Show us your worth."

Atlug, standing with his lute in hand, gave a nod and a charming smile. His long black hair was swept back into a ponytail, and his powerful arms strummed the strings of his finely crafted instrument. He began to sing, his voice resonating through the lodge, rich and melodic.

"From the mountains high to the valleys low,

An orcish queen with strength aglow,

Ionia reigns with wisdom and might,

Her leadership our guiding light.

In battles fierce and lands afar,

Her presence shines, our northern star,

With every step, she leads the way,

In MOG's name, we proudly sway.

And by her side, a princess bold,

Ulf, with beauty pure as gold,

Her eyes, like rubies, bright and keen,

Her spirit strong, a future queen.

She rides upon her warsteed grand,

A warrior’s heart, with sword in hand,

Her courage fierce, her honor true,

A beacon bright for me and you.

Oh, Ionia, queen so great,

Our hearts and lives upon your fate,

And Ulf, our hope, our pride,

In your reign, we shall abide.

Together, strong, both queen and heir,

In unity beyond compare,

We'll conquer lands, we'll claim our due,

With Ionia and Ulf, we'll see it through."

Atlug ended his song with a dramatic flourish, his fingers dancing over the lute's strings. The final notes lingered in the air, and the room erupted into applause and cheers. Ionia, clearly delighted, stood and approached Atlug, a warm smile on her face.

"Well done, Atlug," she declared. "Your song has pleased us greatly. You are indeed worthy. Welcome to our group."

The room buzzed with approval, and Atlug bowed deeply, his eyes twinkling with satisfaction. Ulf, though skeptical at first, couldn't help but smile at the genuine admiration from those around them. The addition of Atlug to their party added a new layer of intrigue and talent, promising an interesting journey ahead.

[omagazineparis]

Comment bien préparer la terre du potager : conseils et étapes

La préparation adéquate de la terre du potager est une étape essentielle pour garantir une récolte abondante et des légumes en bonne santé. Dans cet article, nous allons explorer en détail les conseils et les étapes clés pour préparer efficacement la terre de votre potager. Que vous soyez un jardinier débutant ou expérimenté, comprendre ces méthodes vous aidera à créer un environnement propice à la croissance optimale de vos légumes. Évaluation de la terre existante Avant de commencer la préparation de la terre, il est important d'évaluer la qualité de la terre de votre potager. Vous pouvez le faire en effectuant un test de sol pour déterminer son pH, sa texture et sa composition en éléments nutritifs. Cette évaluation vous fournira des informations précieuses sur l'état actuel de la terre et vous aidera à décider des amendements nécessaires. Élimination des mauvaises herbes La première étape de la préparation consiste à éliminer les mauvaises herbes de la zone du potager. Les mauvaises herbes peuvent concurrencer vos légumes pour les nutriments et l'eau, réduisant ainsi leur croissance. Utilisez des outils de jardinage tels que des binettes ou des désherbeurs pour enlever les mauvaises herbes de manière efficace. Amendement du sol En fonction des résultats du test de sol, vous devrez peut-être ajouter des amendements pour améliorer la structure et la fertilité de la terre. Ajoutez du compost, du fumier bien décomposé ou d'autres matières organiques pour augmenter la teneur en matière organique du sol. Cela favorisera la rétention d'eau, l'aération et les activités microbiennes bénéfiques. Travail du sol Labourer ou retourner la terre est une étape importante pour ameublir le sol et faciliter la pénétration des racines des légumes. Utilisez une bêche ou un motoculteur pour briser les mottes et créer une surface uniforme. Cependant, veillez à ne pas trop travailler le sol, car cela pourrait endommager la structure. Nivellement et création de rangs Après avoir travaillé le sol, nivelez la surface du potager pour créer une surface plane. Ensuite, créez des rangs en formant de petites crêtes de terre pour planter vos légumes. Cela facilitera l'écoulement de l'eau d'irrigation et aidera à prévenir l'accumulation d'eau stagnante. A lire : Jardins à thème : les idées de thèmes pour un jardin original et personnalisé Enrichissement en nutriments Avant la plantation, il est recommandé d'ajouter un engrais équilibré pour fournir aux légumes les nutriments essentiels dont ils ont besoin. Choisissez un engrais adapté aux besoins spécifiques de vos cultures et suivez les instructions de dosage recommandées. Paillis Après avoir planté vos légumes, appliquez une couche de paillis organique comme de la paille, des feuilles ou de la paille de lin. Le paillis aidera à maintenir l'humidité du sol, à réduire la croissance des mauvaises herbes et à protéger les racines des variations de température. La préparation minutieuse de la terre du potager est la clé du succès pour une récolte abondante et des légumes en pleine croissance. En évaluant la qualité du sol, en éliminant les mauvaises herbes, en amendement le sol et en suivant les étapes mentionnées, vous créerez un environnement favorable à la prospérité de vos cultures. N'oubliez pas de fournir aux légumes les nutriments dont ils ont besoin et d'utiliser un paillis pour maintenir des conditions optimales. Votre potager sera ainsi prêt à produire des légumes sains et délicieux tout au long de la saison. Read the full article

[christophe76460]

Job, 38:26 - Pour que la pluie tombe sur une terre sans habitants, Sur un désert où il n`y a point d`hommes;

Job, 38:27 - Pour qu`elle abreuve les lieux solitaires et arides, Et qu`elle fasse germer et sortir l`herbe?

Job, 38:28 - La pluie a-t-elle un père? Qui fait naître les gouttes de la rosée?

Job, 38:29 - Du sein de qui sort la glace, Et qui enfante le frimas du ciel,

Job, 38:30 - Pour que les eaux se cachent comme une pierre, Et que la surface de l`abîme soit enchaînée?

Job, 38:31 - Noues-tu les liens des Pléiades, Ou détaches-tu les cordages de l`Orion?

Job, 38:32 - Fais-tu paraître en leur temps les signes du zodiaque, Et conduis-tu la Grande Ourse avec ses petits?

Job, 38:33 - Connais-tu les lois du ciel? Règles-tu son pouvoir sur la terre?

Job, 38:34 - Élèves-tu la voix jusqu`aux nuées, Pour appeler à toi des torrents d`eaux?

Job, 38:35 - Lances-tu les éclairs? Partent-ils? Te disent-ils: Nous voici?

Job, 38:36 - Qui a mis la sagesse dans le coeur, Ou qui a donné l`intelligence à l`esprit?

Job, 38:37 - Qui peut avec sagesse compter les nuages, Et verser les outres des cieux,

Job, 38:38 - Pour que la poussière se mette à ruisseler, Et que les mottes de terre se collent ensemble?

[hoursofreading]

On the other hand, there are such stories as that in the last issue of Commonweal about the de Giorgio strike in the long central valley of California, of fifty-eight thousand acres owned by one family, of two thousand employees, of horrible living conditions, poor wages, forced idleness, “times of repose” between crops, when machines are cared for but not men, women, and children. The Grapes of Wrath pattern is here, is becoming an accepted pattern. Assembly-line production in the factory and mass production on the land are part of a social order accepted by the great mass of our Catholics, priests and people [alike]. Even when they admit it is bad, they say, “What can we do?” And the result is palliatives, taking care of the wrecks of the social order, rather than changing it so that there would not be quite so many broken homes, orphaned children, delinquents, industrial accidents, so much destitution in general. Palliatives, when what we need is a revolution, beginning now. Each one of us can help start it. It is no use talking about how bored we are with the word. Let us not be escapists but admit that it is upon us. We are going to have it imposed upon us, or we are going to make our own. If we don’t do something about it, the world may well say, “Why bring children into the world, the world being what it is?” We bring them into it and start giving them a vision of an integrated life so that they too can start fighting. This fighting for a cause is part of the zest of life. Father Damasus said once at one of our retreats that people seemed to have lost that zest for life, that appreciation of the value of life, the gift of life. It is a fundamental thing. Helene Isvolsky, in a lecture on Dostoyevsky at the Catholic Worker House last month, said that he was marked by that love for life. He had almost been shot once. He had been lined up with other prisoners and all but lost his life. From then on he had such a love for life that it glowed forth in all his writings. It is what marks the writings of Thomas Wolfe, whose writing was a Niagara. But how can one have a zest for life under such conditions as those we live in at 115 Mott Street? How can that laundry worker down the street, working in his steamy hell of a basement all day, wake each morning to a zest for life? In the city, very often one lives in one’s writing. Writing is not an overflow of life, a result of living intensely. To live in Newburgh, on the farm, to be arranging retreats, to be making bread and butter, taking care of and feeding children there, washing and carding wool, gathering herbs and salads and flowers – all these things are so good and beautiful that one does not want to take time to write except that one has to share them, and not just the knowledge of them, but how to start to achieve them. The whole retreat movement is to teach people to “meditate in their hearts,” to start to think of these things, to make a beginning, to go out and start to love God in all the little things of every day, to so make one’s life and one’s children’s life a sample of heaven, a beginning of heaven.

Dorothy Day

[jonfarreporter]

Here’s a probable history of the familiar “witches hat”

Linda of Broadway Catering & Events of Sonoma did something “witchy” for this year. She dressed up in the full traditional witches costume while going shopping at Adobe Pharmacy (formerly Pharmica) on West Napa Street not far from the historic plaza.

Speaking of history, the traditional witches attire seen here has been stylized over the years. But to trace all the things we associate with witches and witchcraft is both complicated and surprising.

To keep it simple for now, let’s just look at the so-called conical or “pointed” cylinder hat. Briefly going over historical data presentations by scholar, Elaine Pagels, historian Amelia Mott Gummere and history writer Janice Formichella, it seems to this reporter that much attributed to witches was done so to discredit or demonize a particular person or a group of people/women.

With that said, the pointed hat has several origins. also it must be noted such a style of hat has been worn by both women and men, in many cultures. It’s all simply a matter of context or rather in the case of women accused of witchcraft, their attire being taken out of context.

Big hats whether tall or wide have always existed and are something of distinction. For example, a mother of the bride (especially in Britain) at a wedding wears the best hat; men in the late 19th Century to the 20th Century wore top hats.

President Lincoln usually wore what was then known as a “stovepipe hat,” (which some consider the precursor to the ‘top hat’ made famous in the movies by dancer Fred Astaire), etc. So the idea of a tall hat has been in existence for centuries. It seems when status and power is involved that’s when the tall hat (be it pointed or cylinder) gets vilified.

In her book about the history of The Quakers, Gummere writes: “Almost all of the earliest prints of the Quaker women who preach show them dressed in this cap and hat,” she noted. “It is impossible, in examining any of these pictures, to avoid the suggestion that here is the hat of the conventional witch of our childhood."

Dress & clothing historian Abby Cox mentions. “Throughout most of the 17th century, women of all social classes wore tall, black, wool felt hats.”

“This was considered normal fashion at the time,” she said. Recognizing the correlation, she explained. “These wide-brimmed, black, conical hats peaked in popularity in the mid-1600s, which also happened to be when a new Christian denomination known as the Religious Society of Friends, or Quakers, was founded in England.”

And as is now well-known, The Puritans who later settled in America had little to no tolerance for any other expression of Christianity but their own. As established religious scholar Elaine Pagels noted “the fact that women could have power (in such a society as The Puritans) was disturbing if not reprehensible.”

Quakers believed in equality among men and women especially with respect to leadership in their church. And, it is hypothesized that this criticism of Quaker women having leadership was one of the reasons for depicting “witches” in the general attire of Quaker women.

Another explanation comes from historical writer Janice Formichella. As she believes, “My vote for the origin of this spooky accessory is that it relates directly to the hats worn by female beer brewers (also known as alewives) in medieval times. Trying to stand out in crowded markets, they would wear tall, pointed hats.“

Interestingly if so, is that where the term “witches brew” comes from? Formichella notes further. “Such women were also associated with having a knowledge of herbs and brewing concoctions at home. My theory is that when depictions of witches began to skyrocket a short time later, it was an easy image to conjure up (pun intended).“

Pointing to examples found in Woodcuts from the 18th century, Formichella reasons, “these illustrations show that it was an ingrained link by then, and would remain to this day.”

How all the other elements of a witch’s costume and props came into accepted folklore is for another article and more research. But for now, concerning the recognizable conical, pointed “witches hat” I will conclude with what Formichella has to say about it.

“I believe that the association with female brewers is also the strongest as only a relatively short time later witches were regularly depicted in similar hats.”

For more information about the history of witches and witchcraft, visit the presentation on the History.com website.

[les-degustations-ugo]

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En bouche, on a un vin avec un beau gras, beurré et aromatique. Sur des arômes de pêche jaune, pommes, poires, abricot. Une bonne longueur en bouche avec une finale fraîche sur des notes de pâte d'amandes et de menthe.

📜En résumé📜 :

Un beau Crozes Hermitage blanc comme je l'aime. Avec une belle rondeur, du gras et une finale fraîche qui rafraîchit les papilles à merveille avant de se servir un deuxième verre.

🧆Dégusté sur une saumonette et sa aïoli 🧆.

🍷Quelques accords mets et vin possible avec cette cuvée🍷 :Bar farci aux herbes, Brochettes de poulet marinées au citron, Carpaccio de veau, Cassolette de noix de Saint Jacques......

📌N'oubliez pas, boire un canon c'est sauver

un vigneron. Allez voir le site internet du domaine pour voir toutes les cuvées et promotions du moment📌.

🔞« L'abus d'alcool est dangereux pour la santé, à consommer avec modération »🔞 La plupart des vins ont été dégustés et recrachés. Dégustation non rémunéré.

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🗣️🇫🇷Description du domaine @domainemnchevalier 🗣️🇫🇷

La Cave Chevalier est implantée dans la Drôme, entre Lyon et Marseille, dans le sud de la France.

Le climat et les cépages sont à l’origine de la qualité des vins de la Cave Chevalier. Nées de la fusion, du travail de l’Homme et de la Terre, les vignes restituent ce doux nectar. La Nature est préservée.

L’exposition au soleil lui permet d’obtenir des récoltes de qualité. Les vignes poussent au chant des cigales et le raisin se délecte de chaque rayon de soleil. Sa position septentrionale permet d’exprimer tout son potentiel aromatique. Nous exploitons aujourd’hui 17 hectares de vignes, intégralement en Crozes Hermitage.Nous avons planté cette année 2019 du vin de pays ainsi que du saint joseph blanc et rouge.Nous planterons en 2020 du St Peray, nous ferons du vin tranquille et pétillant

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🇬🇧❓❓ Hello corkscrew lovers. What is your last Crozes Hermitage Blanc tasted ❓❓🇬🇧

🍇🍷AOP Crozes Hermitage Blanc cuvée Hauts de Motte 2022 from @domainemnchevalier 🍇🍷:

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100% Roussanne

💰:

€15.00 /bottle

🌿:

HVE

👁️:

Shiny gold color dress

👃:

A nose with notes of apples, pears and saffron

💋:

On the palate, we have a wine with a beautiful fat, buttery and aromatic. On aromas of yellow peach, apples, pears, apricot. A good length in the mouth with a fresh finish on notes of marzipan and mint.

📜In summary📜:

A beautiful white Crozes Hermitage just the way I like it. With a nice roundness, fat and a fresh finish that perfectly refreshes the taste buds before pouring yourself a second glass.

🧆 Tasted on a salmonette and its aioli 🧆.

🍷 Some food and wine pairings possible with this cuvée 🍷: Bar stuffed with herbs, chicken skewers marinated in lemon, veal carpaccio, scallop cassolette......

📌 Don't forget, drinking a cannon is saving a winemaker. Go see the domain's website to see all the vintages and promotions of the moment 📌.

🔞 "Alcohol abuse is dangerous for your health, consume in moderation"🔞 Most of the wines have been tasted and spat out. Unpaid tasting.

#lesdegustationsugo #wine #winelover #vino #winetasting #winetime #winelovers #food #instawine #redwine #winestagram #winery #beer #wineoclock #vin #sommelier #love #vinho #foodporn #winelife #instagood #whitewine #cocktails #drinks #bar #wein #italie #foodie #wineporn #boisson

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🗣️🇬🇧Description of @domainemnchevalier 🗣️🇬🇧

La Cave Chevalier is located in Drôme, between Lyon and Marseille, in the south of France.

The climate and the grape varieties are at the origin of the quality of the wines of the Cave Chevalier. Born from the fusion, from the work of Man and the Earth, the vines restore this sweet nectar. Nature is preserved.

Exposure to the sun allows it to obtain quality harvests. The vines grow to the song of the cicadas and the grapes revel in every ray of sunshine. Its northern position allows it to express its full aromatic potential. Today we operate 17 hectares of vines, entirely in Crozes Hermitage. This year 2019 we planted local wine as well as white and red Saint Joseph. In 2020 we will plant St Peray, we will make still and sparkling wine

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🇮🇹❓❓Ciao amanti dei cavatappi. Qual è il tuo ultimo Crozes Hermitage Blanc assaggiato❓❓🇮🇹

🍇🍷AOP Crozes Hermitage Blanc cuvée Hauts de Motte 2022 di @domainemnchevalier 🍇🍷:

🍇:

100% Roussanne

💰:

€ 15,00/bottiglia

🌿:

HVE

👁️:

Abito color oro lucido

👃:

Un naso con note di mele, pere e zafferano

💋:

Al palato abbiamo un vino dalla bella struttura grassa, burrosa e aromatica. Su aromi di pesca gialla, mela, pera, albicocca. Buona la persistenza in bocca con un finale fresco su note di marzapane e menta.

📜In sintesi📜:

Un bellissimo Crozes Hermitage bianco proprio come piace a me. Con una bella rotondità, grasso e un finale fresco che rinfresca perfettamente le papille gustative prima di versarsene un secondo bicchiere.

🧆 Degustato su una salmonette e la sua aioli 🧆.

🍷 Alcuni abbinamenti enogastronomici possibili con questa cuvée 🍷: Barretta ripiena alle erbe, spiedini di pollo marinati al limone, carpaccio di vitello, cassolette di capesante......

📌 Non dimenticare, bere un cannone è salvifico un enologo. Andate a vedere il sito del dominio per vedere tutte le annate e le promozioni del momento 📌.

🔞"L'abuso di alcol è pericoloso per la salute, consumare con moderazione"🔞 La maggior parte dei vini sono stati assaggiati e sputati. Degustazione non retribuita.

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🗣️🇮🇹Descrizione i @domainemnchevalier 🗣️🇮🇹

La Cave Chevalier is located in Drôme, between Lyon and Marseille, in the south of France.

The climate and the grape varieties are at the origin of the quality of the wines of the Cave Chevalier. Born from the fusion, from the work of Man and the Earth, the vines restore this sweet nectar. Nature is preserved.

Exposure to the sun allows it to obtain quality harvests. The vines grow to the song of the cicadas and the grapes revel in every ray of sunshine. Its northern position allows it to express its full aromatic potential. Today we operate 17 hectares of vines, entirely in Crozes Hermitage. This year 2019 we planted local wine as well as white and red Saint Joseph. In 2020 we will plant St Peray, we will make still and sparkling wine

[alexracheltravel]

Day one: Welcome to Vietnam

Well it's time once again for the two of us to recap our days. We lifted our heads to a quiet morning, hearing the sounds of traffic on the street below. Breakfast was served in the hotel. Fried eggs for Rachel. Beef Pho for Alex. It was 8:00 a.m. Vietnamese coffee was strong, resembling a French Roast with notes of chocolate. It would not be his last caffeinated beverage.

The morning began with a brief excursion around the Old Quarter. Crowds were small, and traffic was mild. We started with the Dong Xuan Market, located not far from the hotel, although we didn't buy anything. We stopped into a small, yet ancient temple: Bach Ma, dating back about a thousand years. We had to return to our hotel, as we had a date with Chris, our guide on an excellent street food tour.

Chris led us through back alleys and open streets, along the top of Hoan Kiem Lake and across busy intersections. We are plentiful and in excess.

The "ultimate menu" as he called it, consisted of:

1) Spring Rolls with pork, petite, steaming hot and crispy.

2) Dried beef salad - flavorful jerky over shredded green papaya, served over a seasoned fish sauce.

3) Summer rolls - an experiential make-your-own wrap filled with mango, lettuce, herbs, pork, and rice noodles. Dipped in peanut sauce.

4) Freshly made juice at a local stall in one of the many city alleys. The citrus of the pomelo and pineapple reminded us of the hot spring rolls, which burned the roof of our mouths earlier.

5) Bún Cha - one of Hanoi's local favorites. Grilled pork and noodles mixed in sauce. Garlic was added by the fistful. Thai chilis by the fingerful.

6) Banh Mi - you already know what it is, and yeah, it was good.

7) Sticky rice with coconut ice cream - sweet and delicious.

8) Egg coffee and ginger tea. The egg coffee was a thick, flavorful cappuccino-style drink. The tea was spicy.

It was quite some feast, and we weren't hungry for the rest of the day, if you can believe it. But the sun had not yet set and we had more to see. So we hopped into a taxi and rode down to visit the Temple of Literature, an ancient school, honoring the teachings of Confucius. We got there not long before it closed, so we had to rush a little though the meditative gardens, but at least we got to see the old texts on display, including woodblock prints and old, old books. Alex sat in one of their small hits and wrote for a moment in his planner.

We had one more stop, as exhaustion and jet-lag kicked in and that was to visit the railroad street. Someone apparently had the great idea to build a bunch of cafes and bars close to railroad tracks, so that you could pretty much touch the train as it passed while also holding onto a bottle of beer. No trains came while we waited, but perhaps the quiet was what we needed as the sun went down and our eyes grew heavy. Total distance walked: over nine miles.

Tomorrow, we have another early start. This time we take a bus to Ninh Binh, Vietnam's ancient capital. We'll be back in Hanoi for dinner.

Rachel: we need to elaborate on our food stops. The people want to know!

Alex: I honestly just copy-pasted what our guide did. Wasn't Chris the best?

R: Yes. And I particularly liked that giving food tours is his career passion and the conversations we had about that work being his true calling. You can take the girl away from work but that doesn't mean she'll stop thinking about people's career happiness and satisfaction.

A: Well, we made it to Vietnam. What surprised you the most about this country so far?

R: Honestly, it's different from what people had told me. I feel like a lot of Hanoi reminds me of certain neighborhoods in New York.

A: Yeah the Old Quarter, which we didn't really leave, is like if every street was Mott Street in Chinatown. Traffic is chaotic. Motorbikes going every direction. Delicious food on every corner. Outside, it's apparently very different and quite modern as well, but I liked this city so far. Of course the food was great.

R: Agreed. I think my favorite meal was the summer roll platter. Not only was it interactive (assemble your own roll) but it had every contrasting texture and flavor combined in a single bite.

A: I might say the summer roll was my favorite of the tour. I also really like pho for breakfast but who doesn't?

R: I think I was most surprised by the dried beef salad, a close second for me. The beef jerky with the really fresh shredded green papaya, soaked in fish sauce, was a perfect contrast to the fried spring roll we had just earlier.

A: I drank a lot of coffee today.

R: Are you going to sleep tonight?

A: Yeah I'm pretty jet lagged. How about you?

R: I felt a little like a walking zombie for the last hour of our tour

A: Well if we're tired tomorrow we have a bus ride to sleep. I think that'll be helpful.

R: Day one was a huge success. My feet are tired. My eyes are tired. But my heart is full.

A: So are our stomachs.

[manfrommars2049]

"The Factory" by Herb Mott via ImaginaryInteriors

[apothecaryscript]

Episode 13 : Serving in the Outer Court / 第13話『外廷勤務(Gaitei Kinmu)』

壬氏「本気ですか？」

Jinshi “Honki desuka?”

Jinshi “Are you serious?”

皇帝「さあて、どうする？朕の花園を手入れする庭師であろう？お前は」

Kotei “Saate, do-suru? Chinno hanazono’o teire suru niwashide aro? Omaewa.”

Emperor “So, what would you do? After all, you’re the gardener maintaining my flower garden.”

壬氏（食えないお方だ…。皮肉なものだ。どんなに努力しようとも、知も武も、凡人に毛が生えた程度のもの。なのに外見だけは、誰よりも秀でたものがついてきた。本当に自分が欲しいものは、なかなか手に入らない。）

Jinshi (Kuenai okatada… Hinikuna monoda. Donnani doryoku-shiyo-tomo, chi-mo bu-mo bonjinni kega haeta-teidono mono. Nanoni gaiken-dakewa dare-yorimo hiideta monoga tsuite-kita. Hontoni jibunga hoshii monowa, naka-naka teni hairanai.)

Jinshi (He truly is cunning. How ironic. No matter how hard I try, both in intellect and martial arts, I can only slightly outperform a regular person. Instead, I am granted an appearance more beautiful than anyone. The things I truly want are so far out of reach.)

壬氏（昔は気に入らなかったが、今はもう割り切っている。甘いまなざし、甘い声。他人より秀でたものを、最大限利用してやる…。分かっている。所詮、帝の手の上であがく子供に過ぎない）

Jinshi (Mukashiwa kini ira-nakattaga, imawa mo warikitte-iru. Amai manazashi, amai koe. Tanin-yori hiideta mono’o saidaigen riyo shite-yaru. Wakatte-iru. Shosen, mikadono teno uede agaku kodomoni suginai.)

Jinshi (I was dissatisfied at first, but I’ve gotten over it. My sweet gaze, my sweet voice… I’ll use my superior tools to my advantage. I’m aware that ultimately, I’m just a child floundering on the emperor’s palm.”

壬氏「…御心のままに」

Jinshi “…Mikokorono mamani.”

Jinshi “As you wish.”

壬氏（後宮管理でも、何だってやってやる。それが、自分の道を選ぶ唯一の方法だ）

Jinshi (Kokyu kanri-demo, nan-datte yatte-yaru. Sorega, jibunno Michio erabu yui-itsuno hohoda.)

Jinshi (I’ll manage his rear palace, or whatever else he wants. That’s the only way I can choose my own path.)

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猫猫「うう…こんなに要らないよ、姐ちゃん」

Maomao “Uu… Konnani iranaiyo, Neechan.”

Maomao “I don’t need this much, Big Sis.”

梅梅「はいはい、これも、これも。ああ、これも持っていきな」

Meimei “Hai-hai, koremo, koremo. Aa, koremo motte-ikina.”

Meimei “Sure, sure. Take this, this… Oh! And this, too.”

猫猫「紅なんか使わないって…」

Maomao “Beni nanka tsukawa-naitte…”

Maomao “I’m not going to be using lipstick.”

梅梅「何言ってるの！ちょっとはまともな格好しなさい」

Meimei “Nani itteruno! Chottowa matomona kakko shinasai.”

Meimei “What do you mean? Can’t you put in the least bit of effort to look proper?”

猫猫「仕事行くのに洒落るのは、妓女くらいなもんでしょ。…ハア、薬草調合したいなあ…いてっ」

Maomao “Shigoto iku-noni shareru-nowa, gijo kuraina mondesho. …Haa, yakuso chogo shitainaa…Ite.”

Maomao “Only courtesans have to get prettied up to go to work. I want to work with herbs… Ow!”

梅梅「あんた、宮廷勤めなんて、せっかくいい仕事もらえたんだから、それに見合う人間になろうと思わないわけ？そこんとこ感謝して生きていかないと、せっかくの上客だって逃げちゃうんだから」

Meimei “Anta, kyutei-zutome-nante, sekkaku ii shigoto moraetan-dakara, soreni miau ningenni naroto omowanai-wake? Sokon-toko kansha-shite ikite-ikanaito, sekkakuno jokyaku-datte nigechaun-dakara.”

Meimei “You’ve landed such a nice job at the palace! And you’re telling me you can’t dress up appropriately for the position? You have to be thankful for that every day. Otherwise, you’ll lose your great customers.”

猫猫（梅梅姐ちゃんの言葉には説得力がある…。妓女としては引退を考える年齢だが、今なお人気が衰えないのは、歌や将棋や碁で客を楽しませる知性があるからだ）

Maomao (Meimei-neechanno kotoba-niwa settoku-ryokuga aru. Gijoto-shitewa intaio kangaeru nenrei-daga, ima nao ninkiga otoroe-nai-nowa, utaya shogiya gode kyakuo tanoshi-maseru chiseiga aru-karada.)

Maomao (Meimei is really convincing. She’s old enough to start considering retirement as a courtesan, but her popularity hasn’t waned at all, because she has the intellect to entertain her customers through song, chess, and go.)

女華「猫猫」

Joka “Maomao.”

Joka “Maomao.”

白鈴「アハッ、大荷物ね～」

Pairin “Aha, oo-nimotsu-nee.”

Pairin “Wow, what a huge package.”

猫猫「白鈴姐ちゃん、女華姐ちゃん」

Maomao “Pairin-neechan, Joka-neechan.”

Maomao “Pairin, Joka.”

女華「いいところに勤められて、よかったね。しっかり稼いでおいで」

Joka “Ii tokoronin tsutome-rarete yokattane. Shikkari kaseide-oide.”

Joka “I’m glad you found a good workplace. Go make a fortune.”

猫猫「分かった」

Maomao “Wakatta.”

Maomao “Got it.”

梅梅「ついでに上客も連れて来てくれると嬉しいわ～」

Meimei “Tsuideni jokyakumo tsurete-kite kureruto ureshiiwaaa.”

Meimei “If you could bring back some paying customers, that would be great too!”

女華「金持ちの、いい旦那を連れてくるんだよ」

Joka “Kane-mochino, ii danna’o tsurete kurun-dayo.”

Joka “Find some good, rich guys.”

白鈴「生きがいい人でお願い～」

Pairin “Ikiga ii hitode onegaiii.”

Pairin “Someone with vigor, pretty please!”

猫猫「う…うん」

Maomao “U…Un.”

Maomao “Uh, yeah…”

猫猫（新しい職場、もとい再就職先は、宮廷内の後宮と呼ばれる場所だ。帝の子を成すための女の園。しがない下女として過ごすはずが、お世継ぎたちの連続死の謎を解いたことで目を付けられ、玉葉様の侍女に出世。毒見役として、いろいろと面倒ごとに巻き込まれた。その後、何やかんやとあり、解雇されたが、また出仕することになろうとは…冬虫夏草の誘惑に負けたが…今思えば、ちと軽率だったかもしれない。もちろん、周りから見れば、またとない幸運だ。おやじを残して、また住み込みで働くのは気が引けるが、以前よりも随分規則も緩く、行方不明の状態というわけでもない。おやじも好きにしなさいって言ってくれたけど…あれはどういうことだろうか？）

Maomao (Atarashii shokuba, motoi sai-shushoku-sakiwa, kyutei-naino kokyuto yobareru bashoda. Mikadono ko’o nasu tameno onna’no sono. Shiganai gejoto-shite sugosu hazuga, oyotsugi-tachino renzoku-shino nazo’o toita kotode meo tsukerare, Gyokuyo-samano jijoni shusse. Dokumi-yakuto-shite iro-iroto mendo-gotoni makikomareta. Sonogo, nan’ya kan’yato ari, kaiko saretaga, mata shusshi suru-kotoni naro-towa… Tochuka-sono yuwakuni maketaga… Ima omoeba, chito keisotsu datta-kamo shirenai. Mochiron, mawari-kara mireba, matato-nai kounda. Oyajio nokoshite, mata sumi-komide hataraku-nowa kiga hikeruga, izen-yorimo zuibun kisokumo yuruku, yukue-fumeino jotaito-iu wake-demo nai. Oyajimo sukini shinasaitte itte kureta-kedo… Arewa do-iu koto daroka?)

Maomao (My new workplace… Or should I say, the workplace I’m returning to, is the area in the palace called the rear palace. It’s a garden of women who are there to have children for the emperor. I was supposed to work here as a lowly servant girl, but… I solved the mystery of the dying infant heirs, which drew attention. I was promoted to lady-in-waiting for Lady Gyokuyou, then got sucked into various troubles as a food taster. After that, a bunch of stuff happened, leading to me getting fired. Who would’ve thought I’d be back again? I succumbed to the allure of the caterpillar fungus, but looking back, that might have been careless of me. Of course, seen from the outside, it’s a huge lucky break. I do have some reservations about leaving my dad behind to go live elsewhere for work, but the rules are a lot less strict this time, and I’m not treated as missing anymore. Dad also said I should do as I like, but… What did he mean by that, I wonder?”

猫猫「ただいまー」

Maomao “Tadaimaa.”

Maomao “I’m home.”

羅門「ん？随分もらったねえ」

Ruomen “N? Zuibun morattanee.”

Luomen “They loaded you up, didn’t they?”

猫猫「どうしよう。すり鉢も薬研も絶対必要だし、帳面も要るだろ？これ以上、下着を減らすのは…」

Maomao “Do-shiyo. Suri-bachimo yagenmo zettai hitsuyo-dashi, chomenmo iru-daro? Kore-ijo shitagio herasu-nowa…”

Maomao “What should I do? I definitely need my mortar and pestle, and my notebook. I can’t bring less underwear―”

羅門「猫猫や。たぶん、それは持ってはいけないよ」

Ruomen “Maomaoya. Tabun, sorewa mottewa ikenaiyo.”

Luomen “Maomao, you probably can’t take those with you.”

猫猫「え？」

Maomao “E?”

Maomao “Huh?”

羅門「医官でもないのに、そんなものを持っていけば、毒殺でも企んでいるのかと疑われるからね」

Ruomen “Ikan-demo nai-noni, sonna mono’o motte-ikeba, doku-satsu-demo takurande iru-nokato Utagawareru-karane.”

Luomen “You’re not doctor. Having such things would make you appear like you’re plotting a poisoning.”

猫猫「ああっ…」

Maomao “Aa…”

羅門「そんな顔しない。お前が決めたことなんだから、今さら取りやめなんてダメだよ」

Ruomen “Sonna kao shinai. Omaega kimeta koto nan-dakara, ima-sara toriyame nante dame-dayo.

Luomen “Come now, don’t make that face. It was your decision to go. You can’t back out now.”

猫猫「本当に？」

Maomao “Hontoni?”

Maomao “Really?”

羅門「少しずつ許可を取れば、持ち込める物もあるからね。早く準備して寝なさい。明日は初日だろ？」

Ruomen “Sukoshi-zutsu kyokao toreba, mochi-komeru monomo aru-karane. Hayaku junbi shite nenasai. Ashitawa shonichi daro?”

Luomen “You should be able to gradually get permission to bring more things in. Get ready and go to sleep. Tomorrow is your first day.”

猫猫「分かったよ…」

Maomao “Wakattayo…”

Maomao “Fine…”

羅門「何だい、随分久しぶりだねえ。もう子供じゃないんじゃなかったのかい？」

Ruomen “Nandai, zuibun hisashi-buri danee. Mo kodomoja nainja nakattano-kai?”

Luomen “Well, you haven’t done this in a while. I thought you weren’t a baby anymore.”

猫猫「まあ、寒いし…」

Maomao “Maa, samuishi…”

Maomao “Well, it’s cold.”

羅門「また寂しくなるねえ」

Ruomen “Mata sabishiku narunee.”

Luomen “We’ll be lonely again.”

猫猫「別に。今度はいつでも帰ってこれるからさ」

Maomao “Betsuni. Kondowa itsu-demo kaette koreru-karasa.”

Maomao “Not really. This time, I can come back any time I want.”

羅門「そうだね。いつでも帰っておいで」

Ruomen “Sodane. Itsu-demo kaette-oide.”

Luomen “You’re right. You can come home any time you want.”

猫猫（母親はいない。でも、優しいおやじと、うるさい婆、賑やかな姐ちゃんたちは、たくさんいる。いつでも帰ってこられるからさ）

Maomao (Haha-oyawa inai. Demo, yasahii oyajito urusai babaa, nigiyakana neechan-tachiwa takusan iru. Itsu-demo kaette korareru-karasa.)

Maomao (I have no mother. But I have a caring dad, a nosy old granny, and lively group of big sisters to keep me company. I can come home any time.)

猫猫「お待たせしました、壬氏様」

Maomao “Omatase shimashita, Jinshi-sama.”

Maomao “Thank you for waiting, Master Jinshi.”

梅梅「うちの子をよろしくお願いしますね」

Meimei “Uchino ko’o yoroshiku onegai shimasune.”

Meimei “Please take care of our little girl.”

白鈴「フフッ、つやつやのぷるぷるに仕上げておいたから」

Pairin “Fufu. Tsuya-tsuyano puru-puruni shiagete oita-kara.”

Pairin “We got her all dolled up for you.”

やり手婆「わかってるだろうね、猫猫」

Yarite Babaa “Wakatteru-darone, Maomao.”

Madam “Don’t you forget, Maomao.”

猫猫「分かってるよ、上客だろ？」

Maomao “Wakatteruyo, jokyaku daro?”

Maomao “I know. Good customers, right?”

やり手婆「フフッ、じゃあ行っておいで」

Yarite Babaa “Fufu. Jaa itte-oide.”

Madam “Good. Now go on.”

猫猫「ハア…朝から疲れた…。では、行きましょう」

Maomao “Haa… Asa-kara tsukareta… Dewa, ikimasho.”

Maomao “What a day to start the morning. Let’s go.”

壬氏「あ…ああ」

Jinshi “A…Aa.”

Jinshi “Uh, yeah.”

女華「気を付けて」

Joka “Kio tsukete.”

Joka “Take care.”

猫猫「行ってきます」

Maomao “Itte-kimasu.”

Maomao “I’m off.”

野次馬「きれいだな！」

Yaji-uma “Kirei dana!”

Onlooker “She’s pretty.”

野次馬「あんな子、緑青館にいたか？」

Yaji-uma “Anna ko, Rokushokanni itaka?”

Onlooker “Have you ever seen her at the Verdigris House before?”

猫猫「壬氏様のせいですよ」

Maomao “Jinshi-samano sei-desuyo.”

Maomao “This is your fault, Master Jinshi.”

壬氏「ん？」

Jinshi “N?”

Jinshi “Hmm?”

猫猫「いやに注目されました」

Maomao “Iyani chumoku sare-mashita.”

Maomao “I got a lot of unwanted attention.”

壬氏「それはお前が…！」

Jinshi “Sorewa omaega…!”

Jinshi “That’s because you’re…”

猫猫「ん？」

Maomao “N?”

壬氏「あ…」

Jinshi “A…”

猫猫「何でしょうか？」

Maomao “Nan-deshoka?”

Maomao “What is it?”

壬氏「何でもない！」

Jinshi “Nan-demo nai!”

Jinshi “Nothing.”

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門番「ああ…」

Monban “Aa…”

壬氏「むっ…。ご苦労様。もういいかな？」

Jinshi “Mu… Gokuro-sama. Mo iikana?”

Jinshi “Good work. May we proceed?”

門番「はっ！」

Monban “Ha!”

Gatekeeper “Yes!”

壬氏「薬屋。ここではいつものそばかす顔に戻してくれ」

Jinshi “Kusuriya. Koko-dewa itsumono sobakasu-gaoni modoshite kure.”

Jinshi “Apothecary, While you’re here, go back to your usual freckled face.”

猫猫「へ？分かりました」

Maomao “He? Wakari-mashita.”

Maomao “Huh? Understood.”

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同僚「おい、後宮管理官が、緑青館の妓女を身請けしたらしいぞ」

Doryo “Oi, kokyu-kanri-kanga, Rokushokanno gijo’o miuke shita rashiizo.”

Colleague “Hey, I heard the manager of the rear palace bought out a courtesan from the Verdigris House.”

同僚「緑青館って、あの三姫がいるところだよな？」

Doryo “Rokushokantte, ano San-Hime ga iru tokoro dayona?”

Colleague “The Verdigris House? Is that where the famous Three Princesses are?”

羅漢「緑青館？」

Rakan “Rokushokan?”

Lakan “The Verdigris House?”

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壬氏「ふんっふんっふんふんっ」

Jinshi “Fun, fun, funfun.”

猫猫（何やってんだ、この人は？）

Maomao (Nani yattenda, kono hitowa?)

Maomao (What is this guy doing?)

高順「フウ…」

Gaoshun “Fu…”

猫猫「それで、こちらは？」

Maomao “Sorede, kochirawa?”

Maomao “And this is?”

壬氏「俺���家だ」

Jinshi “Oreno ieda.”

Jinshi “My house.”

猫猫「は？なぜ？」

Maomao “Ha? Naze?”

Maomao “Huh?! Why?”

壬氏「ここがお前の新しい職場だ」

Jinshi “Kokoga omaeno atarashii shokubada.”

Jinshi “This is your new workplace.”

猫猫「高順様。てっきり、後宮へ戻るものだと思っていたのですが…」

Maomao “Gaoshun-sama. Tekkiri, kokyu’e modoru monodato omotte-itano-desuga…”

Maomao “Master Gaoshun, I was under the impression we were returning to the rear palace…”

高順「一度辞めさせた手前、そう簡単に戻ることはできません。今度は外廷で働くことになります」

Gaoshun “Ichido yame-saseta-temae, so kantanni modoru kotowa deki-masen. Kondowa gaiteide hataraku kotoni nari-masu.”

Gaoshun “We fired you once already, so we can’t just put you back in the same position. You will be working in the outer court now.”

猫猫「外廷…」

Maomao “Gaitei…”

Maomao “The outer court…”

高順「はい。小猫のいた後宮は内廷にあたり、外廷はその外側になります。多くの役所が置かれていますから、あとで案内します」

Gaoshun “Hai. Shaomaono ita kokyuwa naiteini atari, gaiteiwa sono soto-gawani narimasu. Ookuno yakushoga okarete imasu-kara, atode annai shimasu.”

Gaoshun “Yes. The rear palace is considered the inner court. The outer court lies outside of that. There are many public offices there. I’ll show you around later.”

水蓮「おかえりなさい。寒かったでしょう。侍女の水蓮よ。あなたが小猫ね？」

Suiren “Okaeri-nasai. Samukatta-desho. Jijono Suiren’yo. Anataga Shaomaone.”

Suiren “Welcome home. It must have been cold. I am Suiren, his attendant. You must be Xiaomao.”

猫猫「は…はい」

Maomao “Ha…Hai.”

Maomao “Y-Yes.”

猫猫（小猫？）

Maomao (Shaomao?)

Maomao (Xiaomao?)

高順「んん…」

Gaoshun “Nn…”

水蓮「執務室のある棟と、私室のある棟で分かれているわ。ここから先は、坊ちゃんのお部屋だけど」

Suiren “Shitsumu-shitsuno aru muneto, shi-shitsuno aru munede wakarete-iruwa. Koko-kara sakiwa, bocchanno oheya-dakedo.”

Suiren “There are two separate buildings, one with the office and one with the personal residence. The area ahead is the young master’s room, but…”

猫猫（坊ちゃん？）

Maomao (Bocchan?)

Maomao (Young master?)

水蓮「あなたなら大丈夫そうね」

Suiren “Anata-nara daijobu-sone.”

Suiren “You should be all right.”

猫猫（翡翠宮で使っていた部屋と同じくらいか。これに、かまどと近くに井戸があれば…）

Maomao (Hisui-Kyude tsukatte-ita heyato onaji kuraika. Koreni, kamadoto chikakuni idoga areba…)

Maomao (This room’s about the same size as the one I used at the Jade Pavilion. If this place had a stove and a nearby well…)

猫猫「…にしても、住み込みの下女の部屋にしては立派すぎる」

Maomao “…Ni shitemo, sumi-komino gejono heyani-shitewa rippa sugiru.”

Maomao “Still, this place seems too well-built for a servant girl’s quarters.”

水蓮「小猫」

Suiren “Shaomao.”

Suiren “Xiaomao?”

猫猫「はい」

Maomao “Hai.”

Maomao “Yes.”

壬氏「俺はお前に下働きをさせる気はないのだが…」

Jinshi “Orewa omaeni shita-batarakio saseru kiwa naino-daga…”

Jinshi “I don’t intend to make you do servant labor.”

猫猫「は？」

Maomao “Ha?”

Maomao “Huh?”

壬氏「外廷で働いてもらうと言ったろう？」

Jinshi “Gaiteide hataraite morauto ittaro?”

Jinshi “I told you, you’re going to work in the outer court.”

猫猫「うん？お…」

Maomao “Un? O…”

壬氏「フフッ、官女試験を受けてもらう」

Jinshi “Fufu, kanjo-shiken’o ukete morau.”

Jinshi “You’re going to take the court lady exam.”

猫猫「か…官女試験？」

Maomao “Ka…Kanjo-shiken?”

Maomao “C-Court lady exam?!”

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猫猫「木綿を使った衣とは…ずいぶん待遇がいいな」

Maomao “Momen’o tsukatta koromo-towa… Zuibun taiguga iina.”

Maomao “A cotton garment? That’s generous.”

猫猫「おはようございます、水蓮様」

Maomao “Ohayo gozaimasu, Suiren-sama.”

Maomao “Good morning, Lady Suiren.”

水蓮「あら、おはよう、小猫。早起きでよろしい」

Suiren “Ara, ohayo, Shaomao. Haya-okide yoroshii.”

Suiren “Oh, good morning, Xiaomao. It’s good that you wake up early.”

猫猫「手伝います」

Maomao “Tetsudai-masu.”

Maomao “I’ll help.”

水蓮「いいのよ、もう終わるから。配膳だけ手伝ってくれる？」

Suiren “Iinoyo, mo owaru-kara. Haizen-dake tetsudatte kureru?”

Suiren “It’s fine. I’m almost done. Can you just help serve?”

猫猫「はい。あの、他の侍女は？」

Maomao “Hai. Ano, hokano jijowa?”

Maomao “Yes. Um, where are the other attendants?”

水蓮「いないわ」

Suiren “Inaiwa.”

Suiren “There are none.”

猫猫「えっ…」

Maomao “E…”

水蓮「執務室の方はともかく、お部屋のことは任せられなくてね。坊ちゃんのお食事なんて、もってのほかよ」

Suiren “Shitsumu-shitsuno katawa tomokaku, oheyano kotowa makase-rare-nakutene. Bocchanno oshokuji-nante motteno-hokayo.”

Suiren “The office side is fine, but I couldn’t let anyone handle the personal side. The young master’s food is especially out of the question.”

猫猫「では、ずっとお一人で全部？」

Maomao “Dewa, zutto ohitoride zenbu?”

Maomao “So, you do all of this work by yourself?”

水蓮「何度か新しい子を入れたことはあったんだけど…まあ、いろいろあって続かないのよね」

Suiren “Nandoka atarashii ko’o ireta-kotowa attan-dakedo… Maa, iro-iro atte tsuzukanaino-yone.”

Suiren “We had some new girls a few times, but well, things happen, and they don’t last.”

猫猫（催淫剤でも入れたか？それとも窃盗か？）

Maomao (Sai’in-zai-demo iretaka? Soretomo settoka?)

Maomao (Did they lace his food with aphrodisiacs? Or try to steal things?)

水蓮「さすがに、見たこともない下着がタンスに入っていたら、誰だって嫌よね」

Suiren “Sasugani, mita kotomo-nai shitagiga tansuni haitte-itara, dare-datte iya-yone.”

Suiren “I mean, who likes finding unfamiliar underwear in their closet?”

猫猫「えっ」

Maomao “E.”

Maomao “Huh?”

水蓮「しかも、糸ではなく髪の毛で縫われていたの」

Suiren “Shikamo, ito-dewa naku kamino-kede nuwarete-itano.”

Suiren “On top of that, it was made of hair.”

猫猫「うわわっ、大変ですね…」

Maomao “Uwawa, taihen desune…”

Maomao “That sounds like a lot.”

水蓮「ええ、大変よ」

Suiren “Ee, taihen’yo.”

Suiren “Yes, it certainly was.”

水蓮「さあ坊ちゃん、起きてください。朝餉ですよ」

Suiren “Saa Bocchan, okite kudasai. Asage desuyo.”

Suiren “Come, young master, please wake up. It’s time for breakfast.”

壬氏「ん…」

Jinshi “N…”

猫猫（無駄な色気を……この部屋に高順様と水蓮様しか入らない理由がよく分かる…。女なら色気に当てられ、のぼせ上がり、男なら押し倒しているところだろう。実に罪深い性質を持つお方である…。何か��発情期の虫みたいだ…ハッ、この宦官の匂いを集めて惚れ薬にできれば売れるかも！）

Maomao (Mudana iroke’o……Kono heyani Gaoshun-samato Suiren-sama-shika hairanai riyuga yoku wakaru. Onna-nara irokeni aterare, nobose-agari, otoko-nara oshi-taoshite-iru-tokoro-daro. Jitsuni tsumi-bukai seishitsuo motsu okatade aru. Nanka, hatsujokino mushi mitaida… Ha, kono kanganno nioi’o atsumete hore-gusurini dekireba ureru-kamo!)

Maomao (So much wasted sex appeal… I can see why only Master Gaoshun and Lady Suiren enter this room. A woman who saw this would lose herself easily. A man would pounce on him right away. He truly has a sin-inducing air about him. Sort of like an insect in mating season. I wonder if I could collect this eunuch’s scent and sell it as an aphrodisiac?)

壬氏「お前が良ければ、新しい部屋を用意させよう」

Jinshi “Omaega yokereba, atarashii heyao yoi saseyo.”

Jinshi “If you want, I can get you a new room.”

猫猫（ん？何の話だ？よく分からないが、かまど、井戸付きのチャンス？）

Maomao (N? Nanno hanashida? Yoku wakara-naiga, kamado, ido-tsukino chansu?)

Maomao (What brings this about? I don’t get it, but is this my chance to get a stove and well?!”

高順「んんんんん…」

Gaoshun “Nnnnn…”

猫猫（…言いたいことは、はっきり言ってくれないと分からない。とりあえず、かまどはどうにかするとして…）

Maomao (…Iitai kotowa, hakkiri itte kure-naito wakara-nai. Toriaezu, kamadowa donika suruto-shite…)

Maomao (He needs to tell me clearly if he wants me to understand. I can manage the stove somehow, so for starters…)

猫猫「では、井戸が近くにある厩でも」

Maomao “Dewa, idoga chikakuni aru umaya demo.”

Maomao “In that case, how about a stable with a well nearby?”

高順「おうっ！おうっ！」

Gaoshun “Ou! Ou!”

壬氏「厩か…」

Jinshi “Umayaka…”

Jinshi “A stable.”

猫猫「はい、厩です」

Maomao “Hai, umaya desu.”

Maomao “Yes, a stable.”

壬氏「厩は却下だ」

Jinshi “Umayawa kyakkada.”

Jinshi “No stables.”

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高順「では、参りましょうか」

Gaoshun “Dewa, mairi-mashoka.”

Gaoshun “So, shall we?”

猫猫「はい、お願いします」

Maomao “Hai, onegai shimasu.”

Maomao “Yes, please.”

猫猫（壬氏様は、あえなく留守番となった。いつも後宮に入り浸っているので、暇人かと思いきや、意外と多忙らしい）

Maomao (Jinshi-samawa, aenaku rusubanto natta. Itsumo kokyuni iribitatte-iru-node, himajin-kato omoi-kiya, igaito tabo rashii.)

Maomao (Master Jinshi got left behind. I assumed he had nothing to do, since he was always loitering in the rear palace, but he’s actually pretty busy.)

高順「ここから東側は武官たちが多くいますので、あまり立ち寄らないでください」

Gaoshun “Koko-kara higashi-gawawa bukan-tachiga ooku imasu-node, amari tachi-yora-naide kudasai.”

Gaoshum “There are many military officers on the east side of this area, so please stay away if possible.”

猫猫「分かりました」

Maomao “Wakari-mashita.”

Maomao “Understood.”

猫猫（案内された宮殿は広く、建物の名前と部署は、手足の指では足りないほどだ。果たして覚えきれるかどうか…。興味がないものの物覚えは、人並み以下なんだよな）

Maomao (Annai sareta kyudenwa hiroku, tatemonono namaeto bushowa, teashino yubi-dewa tarinai hododa. Hatashite oboe-kireruka-doka…. Kyomiga nai monono mono-oboewa, hito-nami-ika nanda-yona.)

Maomao (The palace he showed me around was huge. I needed more than all my fingers and toes to count all the named buildings and departments. Can I learn them all? My ability to learn about things I’m not interested in is below average.)

高順「こちらは都水監。河川や堤防など、水利事業に関わる官庁です」

Gaoshun “Kochirawa Tosui-Kan. Kasen’ya teibo-nado, suiri-jigyoni kakawaru kancho desu.”

Gaoshun “This is the Director of Waters. It’s the department in charge of rivers, dams, and water utilization projects.”

猫猫「なるほど」

Maomao “Naruhodo.”

Maomao “I see.”

猫猫（やっぱ後宮の方が、薬の材料になるものがたくさんあったな…。恐らくおやじがいた頃に移植していたのだろう）

Maomao (Yappa kokyuno-hoga, kusurino zairyoni naru monoga takusan attana… Osoraku oyajiga ita koroni ishoku shite-itano-daro.)

Maomao (The rear palace had more medicinal ingredients. My dad must have planted them while he worked there.)

高順「小猫、官女になれば外廷が職場になるのですよ」

Gaoshun “Shaomao, kanjoni nareba gaiteiga shokubani naruno-desuyo.”

Gaoshun “Xiaomao, when you become a court lady, the outer court will be your workplace.”

猫猫「…はい」

Maomao “…Hai.”

Maomao “Yes.”

猫猫（官女ねえ…）

Maomao (Kanjo nee…)

(Court lady, huh?)

水蓮「あら小猫、ちょうどよかったわ。炭を執務室に運んでくれない？」

Suiren “Ara Shaomao, chodo yokattawa. Sumio shitsumu-shitsuni hakonde kurenai?”

Suiren “Oh, good timing, Xiaomao. Can you take this charcoal to the office?”

猫猫「はい」

Maomao “Hai.”

Maomao “Yes.”

猫猫「失礼します」

Maomao “Shitsurei shimasu.”

Maomao “Excuse me.”

猫猫（ここが壬氏様の執務室か。派手さはないが、どれも一級品だ。どんだけ位が高いんだ？あの坊ちゃんは…）

Maomao (Kokoga Jinshi-samano shitsumu-shitsuka. Hadesawa naiga, doremo ikkyu-hinda. Dondake kuraiga takainda? Ano bocchanwa…)

Maomao (So, this is Master Jinshi’s office. It’s not extravagant, but everything here is top class. How high up is our young master?)

猫猫（新入りの観察か。やーな感じだ）

Maomao (Shin’irino kansatsuka. Yāna kanjida.)

Maomao (Sizing up the new girl? Not a good atmosphere.)

官女たち「むっ…」

Kanjo-tachi “Mu…”

猫猫（外廷の官女は、書記官のようなものだ。資格を有し、家柄と教養があり、後宮の寄せ集めの女官たちとはわけが違う。それだけのプライドがある）

Maomao (Gaiteino kanjowa, shoki-kenno yona-monoda. Shikakuo yushi, iegarato kyoyoga ari, kokyuno yose-atsumeno nyokan-tachi-towa wakega chigau. Sore-dakeno praidoga aru.)

Maomao (The court ladies of the outer court are like secretaries. They have the right qualifications, background, and education. They’re nothing like the hodgepodge of female officials at the rear palace. Which explains their high self-esteem…)

猫猫（よって、わざわざ仕事でもない掃除をする必要もない）

Maomao (Yotte, waza-waza shigoto-demo-nai sojio suru hitsuyomo nai.)

Maomao （And therefore, they won’t go out of their way to clean, since that’s not their job.）

官女「あなた、何様のつもりかしら？」

Kanjo “Anata nani-samano tsumori kashira?”

Kanjo “Just who do you think you are?”

猫猫（餌がいいと、育ちもいいんだな…）

Maomao (Esaga iito, sodachimo iin-dana…)

Maomao (I guess they grow well when they’re fed well.)

官女「聞いてるの？！どうしてあなたみたいな子が、壬氏様直属なのよ！」

Kanjo “Kiiteruno?! Doshite anata-mitaina koga, Jinshi-sama cyoku-zoku nanoyo!”

Court lady “Are you listening?! Why is someone like you assigned directly to Master Jinshi?!”

猫猫（黙っていても、相手の神経を逆なでするだけか…）

Maomao (Damatte-itemo, aiteno shinkeio saka-nade suru dakeka…)

Maomao (I guess staying quiet would irritate them more.)

猫猫「つまり、あなた方は私に嫉妬しているのですか？」

Maomao “Tsumari, anata-gatawa watashini shitto shite-iruno-desuka?”

Maomao “In other words, you’re all jealous of me?”

官女「んっ…！いい加減にしなさいよ！」

Kanjo “N! Iikagenni shinasaiyo!”

Court lady “Watch your mouth!”

猫猫（言葉を間違えたな…しかたない）

Maomao (Kotobao machigaetana… Shikata-nai.)

Maomao (Wrong choice of words. Fine, then.)

猫猫「まさか、私が特別扱いされていると？」

Maomao “Masaka, watashiga tokubetsu-atsukai sarete-iruto?”

Maomao “Are you implying I’m getting special treatment?”

官女「えっ…」

Kanjo “E…”

猫猫「そんなこと、あるわけないでしょう。このような醜女を、あの天女のようなお方が相手にするはずないですから…。あなた方が思う貴人は、そんな悪食でしょうか？目の前にアワビや猪肉があるというのに、わざわざ肉のそげ落とされた鶏の骨を食べたいと思いますか？まあ、それならなんてマニアックなことでしょうかねえ。私には分かりませんが、そのような特殊趣味なのでしょうか？そうですか…特殊趣味…」

Maomao “Sonna koto, aru-wake nai-desho. Kono-yona shikome’o ano tennyono-yona okataga aiteni suru-hazu naidesu-kara. Anata-gataga omou kijinwa, sonna akujiki deshoka? Meno maeni awabiya shishi-nikuga aruto iu-noni, waza-waza nikuno soge-otosareta torino honeo tabetaito omoi-masuka? Maa, sore-nara nante maniakkuna koto deshoka-nee. Watashi-niwa wakari-masenga, sono-yona tokushu-shumi nano-deshoka? So-desuka… Tokushu-shumi…”

Maomao “There’s no way that could be right. Why would he, a heavenly maiden of a person, fall for an ugly girl like me? Does the noble figure in your mind have such bad taste? Would he go out of his way to eat meatless chicken bones, when there are heaps of delicious abalones and boar meat in front of him? If that’s the case, well, he must have some interesting proclivities. I don’t really get it myself, but does he truly have ‘special tastes’? I see, so it’s a ‘special taste’―”

官女「そ…そんなわけないじゃない！」

Kanjo “So…Sonna wake naija nai!”

Court lady “T-That’s impossible!”

官女「そ、そうよ！」

Kanjo “So, soyo!”

Court lady “R-Right!”

翠苓(スイレイ)「なら、なんであなたが雇われているの？」

Suirei “Nara, nande anataga yatowarete-iruno?”

Suirei “Why did he hire you then?”

猫猫「理由は、これです」

Maomao “Riyuwa, kore desu.”

Maomao “This is the reason.”

官女たち「ひっ…！」

Kanjo-tachi “Hi…!”

猫猫（この間やけど薬の実験したから、ぐちょぐちょなんだよな～。しみる～！）

Maomao (Kono aida yakedo-gusurino jikken shita-kara, gucho-gucho nan-dayonaaa. Shimiruuu!)

Maomao (I just tried out some burn medicine the other day, so it’s really messed up right now. Stings!)

猫猫「麗しき天女のようなお方は、お心まで天女なのですよ。私のようなものにも食い扶持を与えて下さるのですから…」

Maomao “Uruwashiki tennyono-yona okatawa, okokoro-made tennyo nano-desuyo. Watashino-yona mono-nimo kuibuchio ataete kudasaruno-desu-kara…”

Maomao “That heavenly maiden has a heavenly heart, too. He gives a person like me a way to make a living.”

官女「行きましょ」

Kanjo “Ikimasho.”

Court lady “Let’s go.”

猫猫「…ん、終わった終わった」

Maomao “…N, owatta, owatta.”

Maomao “Done and done.”

壬氏「…マニアック…」

Jinshi “…Maniakku…”

Jinshi “Interesting proclivities…”

猫猫「えっ…ああ…」

Maomao “E…Aa…”

壬氏「お前、いつもああいうのに絡まれているのか？ていうか、左手なんて上げて何を…」

Jinshi “Omae, itsumo aa-iuno-ni karamarete iru-noka? Te-iuka, hidarite-nante agete nanio…”

Jinshi “Do you get harassed like that a lot? Besides, why are you raising your left arm-“

猫猫「それでは、次の掃除に向かいますので」

Maomao “Soredewa, tsugino sojini mukai-masu-node.”

Maomao “I’m off to my next cleaning duty.”

壬氏「勉強の方はやっているのか？」

Jinshi “Benkyono-howa yatte iru-noka?”

Jinshi “Are you studying?”

猫猫「そそそそそ…」

Maomao “Sososososo…”

Maomao “Sneak, sneak.”

壬氏「おい！」

Jinshi “Oi!”

Jinshi “Hey!”

猫猫「そそそそそ…」

Maomao “Sososososo…”

Maomao “Sneak, sneak!”

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水蓮「小猫」

Suiren “Shaomao.”

Suiren “Xiaomao.”

猫猫「およよよっ…」

Maomao “Oyoyo…”

水蓮「静かにね」

Suiren “Shizuka-nine.”

Suiren “Please be quiet.”

猫猫「グフッ」

Maomao “Gufu.”

語り「こうして、試験当日を迎え…」

Katari “Koshite, shiken tojitsuo mukae…”

Narration “And thus, the day of the exams came.”

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壬氏「…なぜ落ちる？」

Jinshi “…Naze ochiru?

Jinshi “Why did you fail?”

猫猫（なぜ、受かると思う…）

Maomao (Naze, ukaruto omou…)

Maomao (Why did you think I’d pass?”

語り「猫猫は、壬氏の部屋付き下女となった」

Katari “Maomaowa, Jinshino heya-tsuki gejoto natta.”

Narration “Maomao became Jinshi’s personal servant.”

壬氏「…ハア…」

Jinshi “…Haa…”

高順「どうしましょうか…」

Gaoshun “Do-shima-shoka…”

Gaoshun “What should we do?”

水蓮「どうしましょうねえ」

Suiren “Do-shima-sho-nee.”

Suiren “What should we do, indeed?”

猫猫「ふお～～っ！はあ～っ、フフッ、イヒヒッ」

Maomao “Fuooooo! Haaaa, fufu, ihihi.”

猫猫「アタッ」

Maomao “Ata.”

Maomao “Ow!”

翠苓「ここから先は、あなたの立ち入る場所ではないはずです」

Suirei “Koko-kara sakiwa, anatano tachi-iru basho-dewa nai hazu desu.”

Suirei “There shouldn’t be any reason for you to go beyond this point.”

猫猫（殴る前に言ってくれないか…。…白檀の香りと、独特の苦みを帯びた匂い…）

Maomao (Naguru maeni itte kure-naika… …Byakudanno kaorito, dokutokuno nigamio obita nioi…)

Maomao (Could you say that before you hit me? …The scent of sandalwood, mixed with another, distinctly bitter smell.)

猫猫「軍部か…」

Maomao “Gunbuka…”

Maomao “The military, huh?”

(Continue to episode 14)

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La salade frisée

La culture de la salade frisée

présentation

Cette salade n'est pas du tout exigeante sur la nature du sol. Par contre, elle a du mal à supporter le froid et les excès d'humidité au collet. Malgré qu'elle s'adapte à la plupart des sols, elle préfère que ce dernier soit riche en matières organiques très décomposées. Elle fait partie de la grande famille des asteracées. Son nom scientifique est Cichorium endivia. Vous pouvez constater que dans son nom latin on retrouve le mot endiva (endive en français). En fait, la salade frisée est une sous-espèce de l'endive. Sa hauteur ira de 20 à 30 centimètres.

culture

La salade frisée se sème pendant la saison estivale et éventuellement à la saison automnale. Semez-la en ligne de façon assez claire afin de limiter l'éclaircissage. Quand le semis a levé, éclaircissez à une bonne vingtaine de centimètres. Si vous n'avez pas de jardin, vous pouvez la cultiver en potée sur votre terrasse ou sur votre balcon. Échelonnez vos semis afin d'avoir des salades frisées pendant une bonne période. si vous ne voulez pas effectuer votre semis vous même, vous pouvez acheter des plants vendus en petites mottes dans la plupart des jardineries. Dans ce cas, espacez également chaque sujet d'une bonne vingtaine de centimètres. Évitez de trop en planter en une seule fois. Échelonnez vos plantations afin de mieux étaler vos récoltes. Quand les salades frisées sont suffisamment développées, il faut vous munir de raphia afin de les attacher pour les faire blanchir. Pour cela, relevez les feuilles et entourez-les d'un morceau de raphia de telle manière que les feuilles convergent vers le cœur. Et pour terminer, couvrez-les soit avec des pots en terre cuite ou bien avec des cloches opaques. Là aussi, je vous conseille de les faire blanchir au fur et à mesure de vos besoins. En règle générale le blanchiment de vos salades frisées dure 10/15 jours. A noter que certaines variétés blanchissent toutes seules. Si vous constatez que le sol est trop sec, arrosez-les. Pour récolter vos frisées quand elles ont bien blanchie, coupez-les au ras du collet. Il est possible de récolter des salades frisées tout au long de l'année même pendant la saison hivernale si vous les protégez du froid. Il faut compter six semaines environ après le semis pour pouvoir récolter vos salades frisées.

entretien

L'entretien de la salade frisée et d'ailleurs de toutes les salades est modéré Contentez-vous de désherber manuellement l'emplacement. Arrosez-les surtout pendant les périodes chaudes de la saison estivale. Paillez-les. ça permettra de diminuer les apports d'eau. De temps en temps, binez-les afin de limiter le développement des herbes qui peuvent se développer parmi vos salades frisées.

parasites & maladies

La salade frisée ne connait pas de maladies. Par contre, faites attention à nos amies les limaces qui sont très friandes des jeunes sujets.

multiplication

La salade frisée se multiplie par semis en récupérant les semences sur les sujets montés en graines. Afin d'obtenir des sujets identiques à l'original, je vous conseille de vous procurer vos graine ICI.

association

La salade frisée apprécie beaucoup d’être à l'ombre de la tomate, du maïs, de l'aubergine, du chou frisé et du poivron. D'autre part, elle se marie très bien avec la tétragone et la patience sauvage. La salade frisée apprécie beaucoup d’être à l'ombre de la tomate, du maïs, de l'aubergine, du chou frisé et du poivron. D'autre part, elle se marie très bien avec la tétragone et la patience sauvage. https://spotjardin.fr/2018/08/09/les-tomates/ https://spotjardin.fr/2018/08/25/le-mais-doux/ https://spotjardin.fr/2018/01/21/les-aubergines/ https://spotjardin.fr/2022/07/08/le-chou-frise/ https://spotjardin.fr/2020/10/19/les-poivrons-et-les-piments/ https://spotjardin.fr/2019/05/31/la-tetragone-cornue/ https://spotjardin.fr/2022/01/26/le-rumex-obtusifolia/ Et pour terminer, je vous propose cette vidéo de la chaine YouTube Potagerneration https://youtu.be/IuCx9wN3MKQ Abonnement au site Inscription sur le site : Vous devez vous inscrire sur le site pour recevoir une alerte par mail à chaque nouvel article mis en ligne. Abonnement à la lettre mensuelle D’autre part, vous pouvez également vous abonner à la lettre mensuelle du site. Si vous avez aimé cet article n’hésitez pas à le partager sur les réseaux sociaux en utilisant les boutons ci-dessous. Read the full article