Tuesday, August 16, 2005
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Horse-chestnut tree
leaf infected by a miniature caterpillar called Cameraria ohridella. Statue on avenue Charles Risler in the Champ de
Mars. |
The ubiquitous
horse-chestnut trees in The origin of Cameraria ohridella is not known. It was first detected in A team called Controcam,
a part of the National Agronomy Research Institute (INRA), based in Orléans,
is studying how Cameraria ohridella
spreads. INRA recommends that the
fallen leaves be removed completely because it is there that the chrysalis of
the Cameraria ohridella spends the
winter, then hatches in the spring. Currently, the
European researchers have not found any natural enemy of Cameraria ohridella capable of limiting its development. Only when they find this critter’s place of
origin will they be able to find its natural enemy. Other sick tree
news: The last bastion of the Elm
tree, the [Source: Le
Figaro, August 16, 2005, page 11.] Trees by the numbers (courtesy of the City of Paris web site): There are at least 478 000 trees in If you’d like to see some nice photos of This morning I
walked all the way through the Champ de Mars and up to the construction site
of the Musée
du Quai Branly. Unbelievably, this
museum’s web site claims the museum itself will open in 2006. I don’t think so. It looks very interesting, very modern, but
as yet very incomplete. This museum
has been under construction for at least 8 years – ever since we’ve been
coming to Do check out
the museum’s web site by clicking on its name, above. It looks quite promising. On the way
home, I saw the sign for rue du General Camou. Remembering that this street is the site of
the American Library in A small book rack loaded with books was tied to
the security gate at the library’s front door. On it was a sign that said “free
books.” So I checked it out. I found two books, one from the 1940s and
one from the 1960s, that looked somewhat interesting, so I took them with
me. The older one was a reader for
college freshmen’s composition courses, much like Tom’s Norton Sampler. The other was Dame Edith Sitwell’s
autobiography, with her obituary pasted in the front. The weather has
been just gloriously wonderful. Sunny,
high temps in the 70s, lows at night in the upper 50s (Fahrenheit). The days are getting shorter now, so the sun
isn’t waking us at a ridiculously early hour.
Our strolls home after dinner are always full of nighttime Parisian
scenes. With so many
Parisians gone on vacation, there is less traffic and everyplace seems much
calmer. The local
fromagerie (cheese shop) is actually open for the month of August. So I’m rewarding them by buying cheese
there instead of at the grocery. The
fromagerie has more and better options.
Discussion with
monsieur le fromager, translated for your convenience: Fromager: Good day, madam. Do you desire some cheese? Me: Good day, sir. Yes, some roquefort, please. It is for eating with pears. Fromager
(leading me to the part of the store where various roqueforts are
located): Here we have one type of
roquefort, a bit milder, and here we have another type, a bit cruder,
stronger. Me: I’ll take the cruder one. Fromager: Very good.
Is this the right amount? Me: That’s perfect. (I pay him 4.5 euros.) Thank you very much. Fromager: Thank you!
See you soon. Bye. Me: Bye. Almost leafless
trees in August, on the Place Dauphine on the Ile de la Cité. |