<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732</id><updated>2011-11-07T23:45:15.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stagioni</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-4743454771924911170</id><published>2010-02-18T04:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T04:29:08.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giugno</title><content type='html'>Nuvoloni si addensano sui monti, la temperatura non supera i dieci gradi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300iF2OVDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/704M_gOYCqs/s1600-h/fagsyl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439561685223232562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300iF2OVDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/704M_gOYCqs/s320/fagsyl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e un vento umido muove la florida chioma del faggio tagliato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300cdWB9NI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/URnovE5xyGQ/s1600-h/prato2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439561588451439826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300cdWB9NI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/URnovE5xyGQ/s320/prato2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In cresta l'umidità della notte e quella delle nuvole si condensa sui fili d'erba ormai lunghi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300Wy2nXJI/AAAAAAAAAvI/imK1JDJHKYA/s1600-h/genkochorchsam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439561491146038418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300Wy2nXJI/AAAAAAAAAvI/imK1JDJHKYA/s320/genkochorchsam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le genziane di Koch e le sambucine sono ormai sfiorite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30ziMFFFDI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xYE6vyn_XK8/s1600-h/priver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439560587384525874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30ziMFFFDI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xYE6vyn_XK8/s320/priver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come pure la Primula veris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zcfrQfQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/XL3EdYtCwcg/s1600-h/narcpoet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439560489565715714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zcfrQfQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/XL3EdYtCwcg/s320/narcpoet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e i narcisi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zV9oqgCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/B1Qb2Lp6dio/s1600-h/prato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439560377348816930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zV9oqgCI/AAAAAAAAAuw/B1Qb2Lp6dio/s320/prato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma i colori di altri fiori ravvivano la prateria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zPcoGjhI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tOSaXSdY0IU/s1600-h/euphcyp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439560265408876050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zPcoGjhI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tOSaXSdY0IU/s320/euphcyp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tra cui l'euforbia cipressina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zH0H_BOI/AAAAAAAAAug/RRuAxSOQIOA/s1600-h/genlut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439560134277661922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zH0H_BOI/AAAAAAAAAug/RRuAxSOQIOA/s320/genlut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la genziana maggiore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zBdGEVLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/UDXK8_GhPY0/s1600-h/orchmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439560025016390834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30zBdGEVLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/UDXK8_GhPY0/s320/orchmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L'Orchis mascula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30y5wXzbKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kIhAfUTooLI/s1600-h/orchpall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439559892752100514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30y5wXzbKI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kIhAfUTooLI/s320/orchpall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e, più rara e solo in qualche zona ombrosa, l'Orchis pallens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30yyQxpzVI/AAAAAAAAAuI/MoGyoFW5lMY/s1600-h/antvul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439559764011502930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30yyQxpzVI/AAAAAAAAAuI/MoGyoFW5lMY/s320/antvul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dove l'erba è più bassa compaiono le prime vulnerarie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30yrKX_lFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3gFwP5fCu7Q/s1600-h/centau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439559642034181202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30yrKX_lFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3gFwP5fCu7Q/s320/centau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e tra i sassi calcarei qualche bella centaurea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30yhEuYyxI/AAAAAAAAAt4/SjEHY-K7vPM/s1600-h/trolleurop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439559468718803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S30yhEuYyxI/AAAAAAAAAt4/SjEHY-K7vPM/s320/trolleurop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nonostante la giornata sia fredda e piovosa, il botton d'oro è come una luce accesa sull'inizio dell'estate: e' ora di salire più in alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-4743454771924911170?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/4743454771924911170/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2010/02/giugno.html#comment-form' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/4743454771924911170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/4743454771924911170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2010/02/giugno.html' title='Giugno'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/S300iF2OVDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/704M_gOYCqs/s72-c/fagsyl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-6449586210307488525</id><published>2009-10-20T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T04:30:29.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14-Maggio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eiq2-teI/AAAAAAAAAso/68dKAJjLf00/s1600-h/fagus_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394642247117354466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eiq2-teI/AAAAAAAAAso/68dKAJjLf00/s320/fagus_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un tetto verde di foglie filtra la luce che arriva attenuata nel sottobosco, dove anche il faggio tagliato mostra la sua chioma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eayHtRzI/AAAAAAAAAsg/6oQAhD6yeic/s1600-h/fagus_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394642111627609906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eayHtRzI/AAAAAAAAAsg/6oQAhD6yeic/s320/fagus_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e oltre i 1300 metri anche i faggi di cresta stanno ultimando la fogliazione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eU1xxCGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/uCBte6czMIs/s1600-h/larix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394642009530108002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eU1xxCGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/uCBte6czMIs/s320/larix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sui rami dei larici, a fianco ai fiori si allungano i ciuffi dei nuovi aghi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eO8q_pyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/W4UOVSdhxy0/s1600-h/genis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394641908301539106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eO8q_pyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/W4UOVSdhxy0/s320/genis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anche la ginestra inverdisce e le rose selvatiche mettono le prime gemme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eIZCA0MI/AAAAAAAAAsI/TJxzP06xIdg/s1600-h/daph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394641795655192770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eIZCA0MI/AAAAAAAAAsI/TJxzP06xIdg/s320/daph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nella penombra di queste boscaglie, si riempiono di fiori gli ultimi rami spogli della Daphne mezereum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eDwCB2xI/AAAAAAAAAsA/PAfsPx9idwE/s1600-h/eupho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394641715929930514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eDwCB2xI/AAAAAAAAAsA/PAfsPx9idwE/s320/eupho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mentre nella piena luce della prateria l'Euphorbia cipressina è colma dei suoi fiori giallo-verdi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2d8pgf2cI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Nnvx17NgEN8/s1600-h/anem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394641593919592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2d8pgf2cI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Nnvx17NgEN8/s320/anem2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delle scille non rimane che la V delle foglie che sembra incalzata dalla fioritura degli anemoni gialli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dm_NIecI/AAAAAAAAArw/gDOMddIvaOE/s1600-h/anem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394641221786827202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dm_NIecI/AAAAAAAAArw/gDOMddIvaOE/s320/anem1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; che si stanno diffondendo al riparo degli alberi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395011327505452962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St7uN-crz6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/0qrP4BAwEE4/s320/narcis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I boccioli dei narcisi hanno ormai raggiunto l'alteza delle foglie e si preparano a dischiudersi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dg-Ic7mI/AAAAAAAAAro/nbo6DEUncno/s1600-h/gent_dacty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394641118419545698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dg-Ic7mI/AAAAAAAAAro/nbo6DEUncno/s320/gent_dacty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma è soprattutto il tempo delle genziane e delle orchidee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dZ470uRI/AAAAAAAAArg/GaXqH5n77e8/s1600-h/gent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394640996765317394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dZ470uRI/AAAAAAAAArg/GaXqH5n77e8/s320/gent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i pendii soleggiati sono cosparsi dei fiori azzurro-violetti della Gentiana kochiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dSnwqz-I/AAAAAAAAArY/l3I-kXasptA/s1600-h/dacty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394640871896043490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dSnwqz-I/AAAAAAAAArY/l3I-kXasptA/s320/dacty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e da quelli gialli o rossi della Dactylorhiza sambucina,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dMFTL-XI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AEqwuDXEHfc/s1600-h/priveris3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394640759566367090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dMFTL-XI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AEqwuDXEHfc/s320/priveris3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; insieme ai fiori gialli della Primula veris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dFdqAV8I/AAAAAAAAArI/K5EctVNA8mw/s1600-h/priveris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394640645845440450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2dFdqAV8I/AAAAAAAAArI/K5EctVNA8mw/s320/priveris1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; che sembra abbandonare i suoi capolini ai capricci del vento che su questi pascoli soffia quasi incessante, a volte dolce, altre più impetuoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2c-nSdUTI/AAAAAAAAArA/a9SzdVkdnKk/s1600-h/priveris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394640528171946290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2c-nSdUTI/AAAAAAAAArA/a9SzdVkdnKk/s320/priveris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ma ormai la primavera è arrivata anche su questi monti e dei freddi mesi invernali non rimane che qualche esile, vago ricordo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-6449586210307488525?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/6449586210307488525/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/10/maggio.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/6449586210307488525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/6449586210307488525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/10/maggio.html' title='14-Maggio'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/St2eiq2-teI/AAAAAAAAAso/68dKAJjLf00/s72-c/fagus_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-2846051994495466456</id><published>2009-10-12T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:31:07.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13-Fine Aprile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTW9YG-8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/O-Z5hK61fnM/s1600-h/fag_syl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391674464046349250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTW9YG-8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/O-Z5hK61fnM/s320/fag_syl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come una lieve cortina, le foglie colorano di verde chiaro il cielo del bosco anche oltre i 1000 metri e iniziano ad aprirsi pure le gemme del faggio tagliato , mentre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTRwHv2QI/AAAAAAAAAqg/HzItgEQtlLk/s1600-h/fag_syl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391674374588717314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTRwHv2QI/AAAAAAAAAqg/HzItgEQtlLk/s320/fag_syl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sui rami degli alberi che contornano la cresta compaiono i primi germogli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTMnkeHlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/L0RXFM62kQc/s1600-h/larix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391674286393925202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTMnkeHlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/L0RXFM62kQc/s320/larix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e si moltiplicano i fiori dei larici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTIIIUBmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/U6_qZ9euUas/s1600-h/daph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391674209234847330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTIIIUBmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/U6_qZ9euUas/s320/daph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al margine di queste boscaglie è fiorita la Daphne mezereum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StRge4JKx1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/jQsboLnjxys/s1600-h/gage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392040737452509010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StRge4JKx1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/jQsboLnjxys/s320/gage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insieme ad estesi tappeti gialli di gagea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMS9-ecWDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/kGAOAQMaZTs/s1600-h/pulm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391674034844620850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMS9-ecWDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/kGAOAQMaZTs/s320/pulm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una polmonaria cresciuta isolata nella piena luce della prateria, non si alza di molto sopra l'erba;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMS5tsEpCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tUuW2w8Za8s/s1600-h/tuxil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673961618908194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMS5tsEpCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tUuW2w8Za8s/s320/tuxil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e dove l'erba si dirada si è aperta qualche farfara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMS0pj03OI/AAAAAAAAApw/dToEZOyIsIM/s1600-h/ranun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673874611231970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMS0pj03OI/AAAAAAAAApw/dToEZOyIsIM/s320/ranun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verso i 1300 metri fioriscono i primi ranuncoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSvMM4_vI/AAAAAAAAApo/8tQwLLsEjdE/s1600-h/narci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673780831059698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSvMM4_vI/AAAAAAAAApo/8tQwLLsEjdE/s320/narci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tra le lunghe foglie i narcisi buttano i loro germogli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSqYbyByI/AAAAAAAAApg/ojRWwid_cNs/s1600-h/croc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673698215397154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSqYbyByI/AAAAAAAAApg/ojRWwid_cNs/s320/croc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oltre i 1500 metri si stanno sciogliendo gli ultimi accumuli di neve, lasciando pozze d'acqua e scie di crochi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSlteWVLI/AAAAAAAAApY/CJs47ToxTnY/s1600-h/croc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673617963963570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSlteWVLI/AAAAAAAAApY/CJs47ToxTnY/s320/croc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che più in basso stanno invece sfiorendo, lasciando solo i ciuffi a v delle loro foglie con la caratteristica riga bianca .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSg2THNGI/AAAAAAAAApQ/FCV7Ip7dmiU/s1600-h/gent_dact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673534433408098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSg2THNGI/AAAAAAAAApQ/FCV7Ip7dmiU/s320/gent_dact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Intorno a loro sembrano in gara a chi fiorisce prima le genziane di koch e le sambucine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSbhNjj0I/AAAAAAAAApI/nARAU0pDWc4/s1600-h/gent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673442873610050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSbhNjj0I/AAAAAAAAApI/nARAU0pDWc4/s320/gent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che con i loro colori intensi caratterizzano la primavera di questi pascoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSWAJYapI/AAAAAAAAApA/nzCZyYWJkDM/s1600-h/dact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673348098386578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSWAJYapI/AAAAAAAAApA/nzCZyYWJkDM/s320/dact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSOk-EqMI/AAAAAAAAAo4/sPs4IIa4xG8/s1600-h/gent.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSIsytm2I/AAAAAAAAAow/-aMGQameg-E/s1600-h/dact.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;su cui la Primula veris lascia pendere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al vento i propri capolini gialli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSCRiwOII/AAAAAAAAAoo/jUq5V7uO0BQ/s1600-h/prive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391673009170823298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMSCRiwOII/AAAAAAAAAoo/jUq5V7uO0BQ/s320/prive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-2846051994495466456?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/2846051994495466456/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/10/fine-aprile.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/2846051994495466456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/2846051994495466456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/10/fine-aprile.html' title='13-Fine Aprile'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/StMTW9YG-8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/O-Z5hK61fnM/s72-c/fag_syl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-9044541353686241966</id><published>2009-06-18T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:40:16.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12-Aprile</title><content type='html'>Al mattino presto, le nuvole attenuano la luce nel bosco e lo bagnano di una pioggia leggera. Le prime foglie dei faggi rendono l'atmosfera ancora più particolare. Si percepisce quasi il pulsare della vita nel sottobosco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojTb246GI/AAAAAAAAAns/gYq-Dt_h5ms/s1600-h/puloffi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348626324258351202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojTb246GI/AAAAAAAAAns/gYq-Dt_h5ms/s400/puloffi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tra le foglie secche bagnate si ergono le polmonarie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojPNWdXwI/AAAAAAAAAnk/FOO4EToHglw/s1600-h/daphlaur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348626251644755714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojPNWdXwI/AAAAAAAAAnk/FOO4EToHglw/s400/daphlaur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e la Daphne laureola le cui foglie sembrano braccia aperte a raccogliere l'acqua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojK39Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/ctoG9BuApYg/s1600-h/daphmez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348626177182445554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojK39Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/ctoG9BuApYg/s400/daphmez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poi la brezza ripulisce rapidamente il cielo e una nuova luce fa brillare la Daphne mezereum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojGutG1uI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Ha_ThKcd75A/s1600-h/euphamyg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348626105979295458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojGutG1uI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Ha_ThKcd75A/s400/euphamyg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e riscalda i fiori che l'Euphorbia amygdaloides protende al di sopra delle sue foglie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojCGYvG_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/QoyYw43_EOM/s1600-h/fagsyl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348626026436959218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojCGYvG_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/QoyYw43_EOM/s400/fagsyl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passati i mille metri, sui faggi solo poche gemme si sono dischiuse in foglie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjoiuRX2CnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qyyFLuN7cuo/s1600-h/crocalbif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348625685788625522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjoiuRX2CnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qyyFLuN7cuo/s400/crocalbif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ma finalmente sulle prime creste ai 1300 metri la neve è scomparsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjoiq8ro1sI/AAAAAAAAAm0/iPWHYGpON3c/s1600-h/crocalbif2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348625628694894274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjoiq8ro1sI/AAAAAAAAAm0/iPWHYGpON3c/s400/crocalbif2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e l'erba rinverdisce grazie all'acqua di scioglimento, alla pioggia e all'umidità notturna. Salendo ulteriormente i crochi si distendono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjoid4VhEGI/AAAAAAAAAms/vTSY4FouoP8/s1600-h/crocalbif3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348625404190068834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjoid4VhEGI/AAAAAAAAAms/vTSY4FouoP8/s400/crocalbif3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sulle praterie, tra le foglie secche che il peso del manto nevoso ormai scomparso ha lasciate appiattite sul terreno .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjoiWR4wbjI/AAAAAAAAAmk/f8rdG6xNzY4/s1600-h/juniper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348625273609809458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjoiWR4wbjI/AAAAAAAAAmk/f8rdG6xNzY4/s400/juniper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sul limite del bosco che segue appena più in basso la cresta, i ginepri si scaldano al sole d'aprile &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjoiO7rFfuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BIbs2b4DKrc/s1600-h/scilbifo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348625147387805410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjoiO7rFfuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BIbs2b4DKrc/s400/scilbifo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e la fioritura delle scille raggiunge quasi i 1400 metri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjohp1CfrsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7HyhVFE5JyA/s1600-h/narcipoet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348624509951782594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjohp1CfrsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7HyhVFE5JyA/s400/narcipoet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Al sole, dove può raccogliersi un po di acqua, spuntano i ciuffi di foglie dei narcisi &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjohljhuD-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/BH_v7p9ZXP8/s1600-h/privulga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348624436531433442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjohljhuD-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/BH_v7p9ZXP8/s400/privulga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mentre al riparo di un cespuglio ancora senza foglie la primula risplende della luce mattutina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjohg_yZCgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/WKaOaB2Hutw/s1600-h/priver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348624358218205698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjohg_yZCgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/WKaOaB2Hutw/s400/priver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; D'improvviso ecco le prime foglie e i primi germogli della Primula veris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjohalV5xYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/2Ws4yGgBC14/s1600-h/laridec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348624248040179074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjohalV5xYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/2Ws4yGgBC14/s400/laridec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e pure sui rami di qualche larice compaiono i primi ciuffetti di aghi e i rossi fiori che genereranno le future pigne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjohVeqN0bI/AAAAAAAAAls/nu8dFrutHOw/s1600-h/scioglim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348624160346984882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjohVeqN0bI/AAAAAAAAAls/nu8dFrutHOw/s400/scioglim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La primavera per ora arresta la sua risalita poco oltre i 1400 metri, dove la neve sta ancora finendo di sciogliersi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348625827476853378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sjoi2hM80oI/AAAAAAAAAnE/_VzLnZfYcLU/s400/rosacan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e l'inverno staziona alle altezze maggiori, come sembra indicare il ramo di un cespuglio di rose, e testimoniano l'erba ancora gialla e le zone ancora bianche di neve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-9044541353686241966?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/9044541353686241966/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/06/12-aprile.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/9044541353686241966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/9044541353686241966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/06/12-aprile.html' title='12-Aprile'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SjojTb246GI/AAAAAAAAAns/gYq-Dt_h5ms/s72-c/puloffi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-7704445345905054788</id><published>2009-06-10T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:42:40.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11-Discioglimento</title><content type='html'>Il mese di aprile avanza e con esso la primavera sta risalendo i versanti della montagna. La neve è scomparsa dal bosco e una matricina di faggio tagliato ha buttato numerosi ramuli: al loro apice dentro ogni piccola gemma appuntita si preparano le foglie. Ma tutto è ancora spoglio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XcUwK5LI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2YjcmeMjPA4/s1600-h/faggio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657795574949042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XcUwK5LI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2YjcmeMjPA4/s400/faggio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sulla cresta, oltre i 1300 metri, la copertura nevosa è ancora molto estesa, ma con l'aria meno fredda ha inesorabilmente iniziato a sciogliersi, liberando alcune delle zone a quote più basse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XUscwYuI/AAAAAAAAAlc/V7PvM-EUtGg/s1600-h/sciogl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657664497017570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XUscwYuI/AAAAAAAAAlc/V7PvM-EUtGg/s400/sciogl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Su queste talvolta si ergono spettrali gli scheletri dei cirsium della scorsa estate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XOgGSs1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/NKJ94TkK94I/s1600-h/cirslano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657558102356818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XOgGSs1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/NKJ94TkK94I/s400/cirslano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o qualche residua bacca rossa sui rami completamente spogli dei cespugli di rosa canina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XJLxnAoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Q0Yv-pPZn5U/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657466747552386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XJLxnAoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Q0Yv-pPZn5U/s400/rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ma al limite del bosco i pochi noccioli lasciano già pendere i loro amenti e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-W_98o3HI/AAAAAAAAAlE/rYonDqdwim8/s1600-h/corylavel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657308416892018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-W_98o3HI/AAAAAAAAAlE/rYonDqdwim8/s400/corylavel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vicino ai faggi si riescono a scorgere, anche se a fatica, un paio di scille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-W6xZl9BI/AAAAAAAAAk8/b4oSjUVQjho/s1600-h/scille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657219149329426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-W6xZl9BI/AAAAAAAAAk8/b4oSjUVQjho/s400/scille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e qualche anemone hepatica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-W1UIPD2I/AAAAAAAAAk0/byl-MvUqqdE/s1600-h/anemhepa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657125392551778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-W1UIPD2I/AAAAAAAAAk0/byl-MvUqqdE/s400/anemhepa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sono invece i crochi a popolare le chiazze di prato libere dalla neve, ma ancora bagnate dlle acque di scioglimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-Wu9qo3QI/AAAAAAAAAks/fOFNzB_oAXk/s1600-h/croalbi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657016283618562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-Wu9qo3QI/AAAAAAAAAks/fOFNzB_oAXk/s400/croalbi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quasi fossero impronte lasciate dalla primavera nel suo incedere a ricacciare l'inverno sempre più in alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-WpGOR6gI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kxJZK39KjY4/s1600-h/croalbi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345656915501378050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-WpGOR6gI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kxJZK39KjY4/s400/croalbi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-Wjb1hWcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/14S8OOUkzHk/s1600-h/croalbi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345656818223897026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-Wjb1hWcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/14S8OOUkzHk/s400/croalbi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-7704445345905054788?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/7704445345905054788/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-discioglimento.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/7704445345905054788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/7704445345905054788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-discioglimento.html' title='11-Discioglimento'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Si-XcUwK5LI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2YjcmeMjPA4/s72-c/faggio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-5996902398980669552</id><published>2009-05-29T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T04:49:27.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10-L'inizio di aprile</title><content type='html'>Al di sotto dei pascoli di cresta, i versanti della montagna sono coperti una faggeta che, alle quote più alte è quasi pura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_GZvNcDrI/AAAAAAAAAkU/CFjTc2Vb1pc/s1600-h/faggeta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341205828556558002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_GZvNcDrI/AAAAAAAAAkU/CFjTc2Vb1pc/s400/faggeta2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nell'Oltrepò l'inverno è stato piuttosto lungo, i rami appaiono ancora spogli, mentre il terreno è ricoperto dalle foglie secche cadute all'inizio della stagione&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_GU8or2jI/AAAAAAAAAkM/u6jtVLzw6jk/s1600-h/faggeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341205746261154354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_GU8or2jI/AAAAAAAAAkM/u6jtVLzw6jk/s400/faggeta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ma già in qualche radura dei ciuffi verdi che spuntano tra le foglie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_F7wv351I/AAAAAAAAAj0/Gj5hqB4-hlY/s1600-h/corylave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341205313573349202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_F7wv351I/AAAAAAAAAj0/Gj5hqB4-hlY/s400/corylave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o gli amenti dei noccioli sono piccoli, quasi impercettibili segnali dell'ormai prossimo risveglio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_F3FrQYwI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Epf5X9u0Rcs/s1600-h/privulg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341205233291780866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_F3FrQYwI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Epf5X9u0Rcs/s400/privulg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In effetti ancora al di sotto dei 1000 metri di altezza le primule si godono il sole,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_FyA27j_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/T9sE08BMsAw/s1600-h/daphlaur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341205146099224562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_FyA27j_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/T9sE08BMsAw/s400/daphlaur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; insieme alla dafne laureola che mette le prime foglie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_FtQ8XFqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oMAYY6-vNgU/s1600-h/polmoffi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341205064517621410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_FtQ8XFqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oMAYY6-vNgU/s400/polmoffi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a qualche ancora sparuta polmonaria e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_Fod_x8AI/AAAAAAAAAjU/rmkcA5ytWxc/s1600-h/anemhep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341204982122278914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_Fod_x8AI/AAAAAAAAAjU/rmkcA5ytWxc/s400/anemhep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all'anemone epatica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_Fg1ne87I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-8ipAGMmDtI/s1600-h/privulg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341204851023868850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_Fg1ne87I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-8ipAGMmDtI/s400/privulg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tutto però si arresta bruscamente sui 1100 metri: da qui in poi persiste ancora la neve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-5996902398980669552?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/5996902398980669552/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-linizio-di-aprile.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/5996902398980669552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/5996902398980669552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-linizio-di-aprile.html' title='10-L&apos;inizio di aprile'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sh_GZvNcDrI/AAAAAAAAAkU/CFjTc2Vb1pc/s72-c/faggeta2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-7246027368246842077</id><published>2009-05-25T04:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T04:30:09.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9-Primavera: sui pascoli della Valle Staffora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ShqBL6AGDkI/AAAAAAAAAjE/z9rKmlWjqVU/s1600-h/panoramica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldX5ghvDI/AAAAAAAAAic/qpHBJyDX15w/s400/lucebosco1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e mentre sui rami sono spuntate le nuove foglioline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldSdEteXI/AAAAAAAAAiU/VxG-vHBG6KU/s1600-h/lucebosco2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897805220477298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldSdEteXI/AAAAAAAAAiU/VxG-vHBG6KU/s400/lucebosco2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dal terreno spuntano nuove erbe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldL1S4tTI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uPul-GhOTIE/s1600-h/hel_niger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897691463300402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldL1S4tTI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uPul-GhOTIE/s400/hel_niger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intanto la rosa di natale ha i colori dell'appassimento: ormai per i suoi fiori un'altra stagione è passata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldFqnl-0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/xpiHGQ4vHSQ/s1600-h/hel_vir_mat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897585518148418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldFqnl-0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/xpiHGQ4vHSQ/s400/hel_vir_mat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non così per l'elleboro verde: ha ormai raggiunto la fase matura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sglc-KMFKgI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WVhjh1x2E8w/s1600-h/hel_phoet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897456553732610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sglc-KMFKgI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WVhjh1x2E8w/s400/hel_phoet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente è così anche per l'elleboro fetido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sglc0mxAGzI/AAAAAAAAAh0/9F3msIGLOdI/s1600-h/scibif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897292426091314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sglc0mxAGzI/AAAAAAAAAh0/9F3msIGLOdI/s400/scibif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intanto alle quote più basse le scille si mostrano dappertutto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcvbECBRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-KKrzzW2iYA/s1600-h/anehep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897203385337106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcvbECBRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-KKrzzW2iYA/s400/anehep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentre un po più in alto, verso gli ottocento metri l'anemone hepatica sembra giocare a nascondino tra le luci e le ombre del bosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcozcAhwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/B3ukmmPMIsQ/s1600-h/vinmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334897089669269250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcozcAhwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/B3ukmmPMIsQ/s400/vinmin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche la pervinca sente finalmente il clima adatto, soprattutto contro le rocce esposte al sole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcindXd3I/AAAAAAAAAhc/EfydmxZFWao/s1600-h/viol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896983374526322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcindXd3I/AAAAAAAAAhc/EfydmxZFWao/s400/viol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le violette ormai si dischiudono ovunque fin verso i mille metri e sembrano salutare il sole di quest'inizio di primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglccqlWqSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_bX1oZB8Spk/s1600-h/primvul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896881134119202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglccqlWqSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_bX1oZB8Spk/s400/primvul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma soprattutto le primule hanno invaso il bosco,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcV-PMhnI/AAAAAAAAAhM/FEwqaHztBjA/s1600-h/euphamyg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896766150805106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcV-PMhnI/AAAAAAAAAhM/FEwqaHztBjA/s400/euphamyg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentre l'euforbia amigdaloide comincia ad allungare i suoi complicati capolini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcPktRmeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/6PvpbYUPtmg/s1600-h/crocalb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896656218429922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglcPktRmeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/6PvpbYUPtmg/s400/crocalb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nei boschi di questa valle i crochi si trovano solo in poche zone,  ma dove ci sono la loro concentrazione è alta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sglb_fkw9QI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Z8ndvtKou4o/s1600-h/galanival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896379962651906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sglb_fkw9QI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Z8ndvtKou4o/s400/galanival.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;così pure per i bucaneve che aprono le loro corolle pendule a venti che a volte soffiano lievi, altre più impetuosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma più di tutto, il ritorno della primavera è annunciato dai tappeti di anemoni che biancheggiano nel bosco&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglbwNvtM4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OKe2LSOMiE0/s1600-h/anemnemo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896117478667138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SglbwNvtM4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OKe2LSOMiE0/s400/anemnemo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora che è arrivata, la primavera comincerà a risalire, spingendo l'invero sempre più in alto e per salire con lei è meglio spostarsi in un'altra valle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-415729129931250921?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/415729129931250921/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-primavera.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/415729129931250921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/415729129931250921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-primavera.html' title='8-Primavera'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SgldX5ghvDI/AAAAAAAAAic/qpHBJyDX15w/s72-c/lucebosco1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-675467548636167843</id><published>2009-04-29T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T04:20:05.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7-Marzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHowkJ2TI/AAAAAAAAAgs/oXVOGdA5SJg/s1600-h/helnig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330440768270752050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHowkJ2TI/AAAAAAAAAgs/oXVOGdA5SJg/s400/helnig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All'inizio di marzo i fiori delle rose di natale cominciano ad appassire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHj8GNzNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/59w-k0biP6I/s1600-h/helvir1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330440685467061458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHj8GNzNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/59w-k0biP6I/s400/helvir1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mentre l'elleboro verde, ormai al culmine della sua diffusione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHgbgUC7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/kHfoGL7Sbcw/s1600-h/helvir2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330440625178545074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHgbgUC7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/kHfoGL7Sbcw/s400/helvir2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mostra bene aperti i suoi fiori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHahmVLeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9UgFEGEffJc/s1600-h/helphoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330440523735182818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHahmVLeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9UgFEGEffJc/s400/helphoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Più lento nella maturazione è ancora l'elleboro fetido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intorno invece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg2FxL2czI/AAAAAAAAAgE/dn0idzSbncE/s1600-h/scilbif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330069631723270962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg2FxL2czI/AAAAAAAAAgE/dn0idzSbncE/s400/scilbif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... a salutare la fine dell'inverno metereologico (per quello astronomico c'è ancora tempo), nel sottobosco spuntano i primi germogli delle scille,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1-a_-O3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/e2VfXQEp9dg/s1600-h/anemhepa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330069505508785010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1-a_-O3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/e2VfXQEp9dg/s400/anemhepa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e i primi fiori dell'Hepatica nobilis, ancora al riparo tra le radici degli alberi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg15xwlD4I/AAAAAAAAAf0/PPhTHA1BQ3A/s1600-h/viola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330069425718890370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg15xwlD4I/AAAAAAAAAf0/PPhTHA1BQ3A/s400/viola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così pure le violette iniziano ad aprire i primi boccioli, spuntati già da diversi giorni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1y-KqBaI/AAAAAAAAAfs/yO9kSXUh46E/s1600-h/aruita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330069308790408610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1y-KqBaI/AAAAAAAAAfs/yO9kSXUh46E/s400/aruita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuove foglie intanto spuntano sul terreno facendosi strada tra gli aghi delle conifere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1mpb5wDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4ejeS-XXkbI/s1600-h/vinmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330069097067167794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1mpb5wDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4ejeS-XXkbI/s400/vinmin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma se ancora solo qualche rara pervinca prova a sfidare il clima tardo invernale al riparo di qualche roccia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg42nJdCxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/TjlSs4414NQ/s1600-h/privul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330072669865708306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg42nJdCxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/TjlSs4414NQ/s400/privul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sono le primule a dilagare nel sottobosco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1VsqcaNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/2mSdJUJX4Vo/s1600-h/pulmoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330068805875689682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1VsqcaNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/2mSdJUJX4Vo/s400/pulmoff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e in loro compagnia fanno la loro comparsa le prime polmonarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1L_zhgVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/e1SYZET8o5Y/s1600-h/croalb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330068639215354194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg1L_zhgVI/AAAAAAAAAfE/e1SYZET8o5Y/s400/croalb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intanto, sui terreni appena liberati dalla neve nascono i primi crochi &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg05oH-Y4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/qaDEwD7ddu4/s1600-h/galniv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330068323621036930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sfg05oH-Y4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/qaDEwD7ddu4/s400/galniv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mentre i bucaneve lasciano pendere i loro capolini, esposti al vento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-675467548636167843?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/675467548636167843/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/04/marzo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/675467548636167843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/675467548636167843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/04/marzo.html' title='7-Marzo'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SfmHowkJ2TI/AAAAAAAAAgs/oXVOGdA5SJg/s72-c/helnig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-1920373485218337233</id><published>2009-04-09T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:22:38.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6-Fine febbraio, timida ripresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZMe189nI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TVMQWWInNxQ/s1600-h/corylavel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322649143082808946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZMe189nI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TVMQWWInNxQ/s400/corylavel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A ben guardare, i rami non sono del tutto spogli: il cielo del bosco è colorato dai penduli amenti dei noccioli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZIID-YqI/AAAAAAAAAds/iMSBxTPWo88/s1600-h/primvul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322649068248130210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZIID-YqI/AAAAAAAAAds/iMSBxTPWo88/s400/primvul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dove trovano il sole, le primule iniziano a diffondersi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZCbB9z9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/uCRJmQF2xvo/s1600-h/fragave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322648970260762578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZCbB9z9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/uCRJmQF2xvo/s400/fragave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; qualche rara fragola inizia a fiorire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3Y9UoBP0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/VHXiZNdwENw/s1600-h/viola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322648882641977154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3Y9UoBP0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/VHXiZNdwENw/s400/viola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ma soprattutto spuntano i primi boccioli delle viole: qui in Val Ravella, tra i 600 e gli 800 metri è facile imbattersi in alcune di colore giallo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-1920373485218337233?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/1920373485218337233/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-fine-febbraio-timida-ripresa.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/1920373485218337233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/1920373485218337233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-fine-febbraio-timida-ripresa.html' title='6-Fine febbraio, timida ripresa'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sd3ZMe189nI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TVMQWWInNxQ/s72-c/corylavel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-6541769432097355814</id><published>2009-04-08T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:23:26.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5-Fine febbraio, l'inverno alla fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJwdThkOI/AAAAAAAAAdM/sVmIZVo2yos/s1600-h/luce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322280325238329570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJwdThkOI/AAAAAAAAAdM/sVmIZVo2yos/s400/luce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Col passare dei giorni, si anticipa il momento del mattino in cui le prime lame di luce tagliano i rami ancora spogli. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJqV7TYFI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2XMk8nEAIiw/s1600-h/hellnig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322280220178473042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJqV7TYFI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2XMk8nEAIiw/s400/hellnig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La rosa di Natale ormai sta passando il periodo della piena maturità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJkVadAMI/AAAAAAAAAc8/NxnkquLCvWE/s1600-h/hellfoet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322280116961476802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJkVadAMI/AAAAAAAAAc8/NxnkquLCvWE/s400/hellfoet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molto più lento è invece l'elleboro fetido: probabilmente il clima freddo e le frequenti nevicate di quest'anno non l'hanno favorito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJX0XdlII/AAAAAAAAAc0/vf52bj_LcfI/s1600-h/hellvir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322279901932131458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJX0XdlII/AAAAAAAAAc0/vf52bj_LcfI/s400/hellvir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ma con l'aumento delle ore di luce e il primo riscaldarsi dell'aria,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJNFmVGJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/R3yKprhOPiY/s1600-h/hellvirid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322279717579331730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJNFmVGJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/R3yKprhOPiY/s400/hellvirid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;è l'elleboro verde ad avviarsi verso il culmine del suo ciclo &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJG8mUL7I/AAAAAAAAAck/0KmZoN7WnCQ/s1600-h/hellnig.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-6541769432097355814?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/6541769432097355814/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-linverno-alla-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/6541769432097355814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/6541769432097355814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-linverno-alla-fine.html' title='5-Fine febbraio, l&apos;inverno alla fine'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SdyJwdThkOI/AAAAAAAAAdM/sVmIZVo2yos/s72-c/luce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-4454839679681097058</id><published>2009-03-27T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:32:11.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-Intanto d'intorno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczE9Z5u8yI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F8Gk-LEDQ60/s1600-h/pervinca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317841819221816098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczE9Z5u8yI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F8Gk-LEDQ60/s400/pervinca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grazie al riparo di una roccia, una pervinca solitaria anticipa la primavera che sembra ancora lontana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczE5bUTLwI/AAAAAAAAAcM/oz8axRveOtU/s1600-h/primula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317841750882201346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczE5bUTLwI/AAAAAAAAAcM/oz8axRveOtU/s400/primula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La stessa cosa fa un gruppetto di primule, quasi illuminando l'atmosfera cupa del bosco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczEz9qvNOI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dmoOxAOAtSQ/s1600-h/pianta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317841657023902946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczEz9qvNOI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dmoOxAOAtSQ/s400/pianta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella piena luce che passa tra i rami dei noccioli spogli, l' euforbia sviluppa la sua rigogliosa piramide di foglie, quasi prostrandosi sotto il proprio peso sul terreno di quest'inverno che ancora non sembra finire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczEfGHUjbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Z5Sc9gSxz4s/s1600-h/pianta.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczEYXyUAUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tCQecAMG2vs/s1600-h/pianta.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-4454839679681097058?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/4454839679681097058/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/intanto-dintorno.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/4454839679681097058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/4454839679681097058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/intanto-dintorno.html' title='4-Intanto d&apos;intorno'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SczE9Z5u8yI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F8Gk-LEDQ60/s72-c/pervinca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-6569740577605016821</id><published>2009-03-19T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:44:42.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3-Febbraio: il tempo degli ellebori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScI6McwEI3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/OtU06DRGiUc/s1600-h/hellnig2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314874495801238386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScI6McwEI3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/OtU06DRGiUc/s400/hellnig2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alle prime foglie che erano apparse già a novembre, in questo finale d'inverno, la rosa di natale aggiunge i bianchi fiori: è ora nella fase di ma&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScI6G_NbQjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lWpt6FZG34A/s1600-h/hellphoet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314874401971978802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScI6G_NbQjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lWpt6FZG34A/s400/hellphoet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ggior splendore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appare più lento il procedere delle ciclo vegetazionale dell'elleboro fetido: mentre le prime foglie erano contemporanee a quelle della rosa di natale, la fioritura è ancora molto indietro.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScJEpgiACXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BrIliC2fv1g/s1600-h/hellvirid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314885990148475250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScJEpgiACXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BrIliC2fv1g/s400/hellvirid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ultimo ad iniziare il suo ciclo è anche il più piccolo di tutti: l'elleboro verde. Dal tappeto di foglie secche di faggio ne emergono i primi timidi germogli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-6569740577605016821?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/6569740577605016821/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-finale-dinverno-il-tempo-degli.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/6569740577605016821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/6569740577605016821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-finale-dinverno-il-tempo-degli.html' title='3-Febbraio: il tempo degli ellebori'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/ScI6McwEI3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/OtU06DRGiUc/s72-c/hellnig2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-1442801537691126173</id><published>2009-03-12T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:22:59.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 - Febbraio: il bosco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj9_euwn0I/AAAAAAAAAak/_Tj3i_ATnk4/s1600-h/edera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312275027506274114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj9_euwn0I/AAAAAAAAAak/_Tj3i_ATnk4/s400/edera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Faggi, frassini noci e soprattutto noccioli: le chiome sono completamente spoglie. Nel sottobosco, ricoperto dalle foglie cadute verdeggiano l'edera, i muschi e l'asplenio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj91WpaxlI/AAAAAAAAAac/oebzDDONjj4/s1600-h/asplenio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312274853537695314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj91WpaxlI/AAAAAAAAAac/oebzDDONjj4/s400/asplenio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Senza più il filtro delle foglie, la luce arriva abbondante fino al sottobosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj9uGAkfrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qwhf5VtHFyQ/s1600-h/asplenio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj9oDEQO5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Y_VnI_-UzqQ/s1600-h/hellnig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312274624943242130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj9oDEQO5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/Y_VnI_-UzqQ/s400/hellnig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grazie a ciò e nonostante il clima, l'inverno è la stagione delle rose di natale, le quali possono sopportare anche brevi periodi di copertura nevosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-1442801537691126173?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/1442801537691126173/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/il-bosco.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/1442801537691126173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/1442801537691126173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/il-bosco.html' title='2 - Febbraio: il bosco'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/Sbj9_euwn0I/AAAAAAAAAak/_Tj3i_ATnk4/s72-c/edera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203615660482731732.post-717146975961605638</id><published>2009-03-11T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:22:38.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 - Inverno: Val Ravella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SbexiU_qkfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZDL8og6-r-8/s1600-h/inverno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311909488816198130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SbexiU_qkfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZDL8og6-r-8/s400/inverno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1203615660482731732-717146975961605638?l=stagionimontane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/feeds/717146975961605638/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/fine-inferno-val-ravella.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/717146975961605638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1203615660482731732/posts/default/717146975961605638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stagionimontane.blogspot.com/2009/03/fine-inferno-val-ravella.html' title='1 - Inverno: Val Ravella'/><author><name>frank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02125084630565555116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZotFz9XyCc/SbexiU_qkfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZDL8og6-r-8/s72-c/inverno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
