{"id":4747,"date":"2016-05-12T07:07:30","date_gmt":"2016-05-12T05:07:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=4747"},"modified":"2026-01-09T15:25:31","modified_gmt":"2026-01-09T14:25:31","slug":"les-mousserons-de-massiac","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=4747","title":{"rendered":"Les mousserons de Massiac"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">L&rsquo;automne a sem\u00e9 dans l&rsquo;herbe rase des pieces de monnaie aux reflets dor\u00e9s, attendant le Petit Poucet courant la campagne.<br \/>\nLes moutons de \u00ab\u00a0La Marthe\u00a0\u00bb sont pass\u00e9s par l\u00e0 !<br \/>\nLes mousserons feront dans la po\u00eale baveuse le bonheur de M\u00e8re Gtand&rsquo;, ou sur le fil attendront l&rsquo;omelette gourmande.<br \/>\nLa canne en main, solitaire, le Grand-P\u00e8re \u00c9douard aimait d\u00e9couvrir ces chapelets de Sainte-Madeleine, retrouvant l&rsquo;air pur de sa jeunesse et un peu de libert\u00e9.<br \/>\nLes moutons de La Marthe ont fum\u00e9 cette terre maigre o\u00f9 le vent des plateaux d\u00e9plie le profond de vous-m\u00eame et vous grise.<br \/>\nJadis, sonnait la cloche de la chapelle sous l&rsquo;ardeur de nos impulsions juv\u00e9niles; elle tinte encore dans nos souvenirs, comme un air de f\u00eate et d&rsquo;insouciance. Heureux les \u00e9lus qui s&rsquo;attachent aux bruits pr\u00e9sents du pass\u00e9.<br \/>\nLes alouettes s&rsquo;envolent et leur cri traverse les champs sous le sifflet du vent.<br \/>\nLes murets de pierre volcanique cloisonnent le plateau comme en Bretagne celte.<br \/>\nUn trou d&rsquo;eau abreuve le troupeau du cousin Soubrier, quand le soleil ne l&rsquo;a point ass\u00e9ch\u00e9.<br \/>\nAu loin, sur le flanc des collines, l&rsquo;autoroute trace une saign\u00e9e bruyante, taxe de modernit\u00e9, qualifi\u00e9e d&#8217;embellie \u00e9conomique pour le village. Les premiers hommes sont pass\u00e9s par l\u00e0 !<br \/>\nMais le plat de champignons sauvages gardera pour toujours ce relief cher au palais du ramasseur !<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><em>Lucien Claveirole<\/em><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000080;\"> <em>Aix, le 21 ao\u00fbt 2002<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>L&rsquo;automne a sem\u00e9 dans l&rsquo;herbe rase des pieces de monnaie aux reflets dor\u00e9s, attendant le Petit Poucet courant la campagne. Les moutons de \u00ab\u00a0La Marthe\u00a0\u00bb sont pass\u00e9s par l\u00e0 ! Les mousserons feront dans la po\u00eale baveuse le bonheur de M\u00e8re Gtand&rsquo;, ou sur le fil attendront l&rsquo;omelette gourmande. La canne en main, solitaire, le &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=4747\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Les mousserons de Massiac<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mo_disable_npp":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[12,2],"tags":[461],"class_list":["post-4747","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-recit","category-textes","tag-lucien-claveirole"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4747","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4747"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4747\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4747"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4747"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4747"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}