This story that is applicable to any part of Michoacán, Mexico, and (I think) the world.
Dear friends, is August 8 and the rains fail, hurts and feel sorry to see and know the situation of the Mexican countryside, but still needed, the Mexican countryside. What our friends think farmers depend on a time to take forward their families? What do we do when we have to put food on our table and has not? Do they think and think it is a divine punishment for so many unfortunate situations that daily living? My father
was man of the country, knew of the agricultural cycles of nature, knew when preparing the soil, when to sow, when to pay, they do care and then wait for the beneficent rain with tears would bring us food, welfare and work with crops.
Although "no school had" had the wisdom of the people of the field knew that having trees were healthy, only made a dead wood.
limits its cultivation to the perimeter of their "ecuaro" but in all the boundaries and lots difficult and rocky, had trees. I remember seeing a hawthorn planting roadside. He always had outstanding planting a tree, due to land at the patio and courtyard of our house in order, without knowing exactly why, without the necessary scientific knowledge, knew how beneficial to have trees.
They had our grandparents, and the proof is in sight, that only one kilometer from the town center, pine forests had more than twenty feet high, (The tests I mean, are maderámenes that support the roof of the Church of San Juan Bautista, which were cut in "The Old Well"), forests that gradually or rather, much like a lot, have been losing ground to deforestation caused by the "rare " species called "human."
Since its inception, the "homo sapiens" and evolved intellect, discovered the benefits and versatility of wood, giving a multitude of uses: from early burn to heat their homes, take branches and trunks to protect against inclement weather; also discovered the advantages as weapons of defense and attack, and easy to create objects and furniture, then managed to make paper, in order, wood, material standing noble, noble inert material.
But the man opts for the easy route and cut and slash, and slash and cut, using a renewable natural resource. However, his reasoning has been a bad move: He has to forget to plant, what to plant to continue cutting, to continue enjoying the golden eggs Hen story.
now know that the roots of the trees take up moisture from the ground and discharged into the atmosphere by evaporation and exudation from the leaves, which then, following the natural cycle of water, condenses, and favors the formation of clouds which to wind action and returns gives us water in its purest form, in the form of beneficial rain that revives it (still) beautiful land.
Without trees there is no rain, there are other factors which we will discuss another time as global warming.
We have forgotten that our earth, Gaia, our Mother Earth is very generous, but as we hit, hurt him so much that is tired and not to amend the path of destruction, we are digging the grave of our grandchildren; If Two generations without correcting the course will be sufficient to return to primitivism, a fight over a drink of water, a tortilla.
is unfortunate that Mexico, the country of the culture of corn, intended to remain so. So far in this storm, maize suffers from drought and that makes him easy prey to diseases that even if it were the miracle that will regularize the storm, no surrender, no longer developed. After that comes the despair, the fall (even more) of the fragile economy of rural people, the people who produce food, feed, which continues to worry.
But only we care? NO, something we do, in this humble space I have some things: Plant trees, lots of trees, wherever available, to the roadside, put only trees native to our region, that is, if our environment was area of \u200b\u200bpine trees, planted pine trees, not palms. I remember an uncle, now deceased, one day, his 85 years was planting pine trees, and someone in passing said, "Hey Costa (He was called Constantine) and neither you, what do you see planting trees that grow? "And my uncle replied:" Ah, as you will be silly, perhaps you shade tree where you planted Did you? "
So we pay our share generational giving future generations less than the hope that it will have a peaceful future in the "Blue Planet"
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