Taraxacum sp

Copie de Taraxacum.officinalis-inflorescence-credit- SMGG Pierre Nahmiaz

Scientific description

Taxon: Taraxacum officinale
Class: Magnoliopsida
Subclass: Asteridae
Order: Asterales
Family: Asteraceae
Common name: Dandelion

Origin:
Native to Eurasia, now cosmopolitan.

Description:
Perennial herbaceous plant forming a basal rosette of deeply toothed, broad and elongated green leaves with irregular edges. Hollow, leafless stem bears a single bright yellow flower composed of many ligulate florets. Flowering occurs from spring to autumn. After flowering, produces a spherical head of fluffy achenes dispersed by wind. Hardy, easily colonizes meadows, lawns, roadsides, and disturbed areas.

Propagation:
By very light seeds dispersed by wind (anemochory). Vegetative multiplication by root fragments.

Ecology:
Pioneer plant of open and disturbed habitats, tolerant of wide range of soils and climates. Supports biodiversity by providing nectar and pollen for insects.

Use:
Consumed in salads (young leaves), used in herbal medicine for diuretic, digestive, and detoxifying properties. Limited ornamental use.

Threat:
Not threatened. Very common species, sometimes considered invasive.

Ταξινόμηση: Taraxacum officinale
Κλάση: Magnoliopsida
Υποκλάση: Asteridae
Τάξη: Asterales
Οικογένεια: Asteraceae
Κοινή ονομασία: Πικραλίδα

Προέλευση:
Καταγωγή από την Ευρασία, σήμερα κοσμοπολίτικο είδος.

Περιγραφή:
Πολυετές ποώδες φυτό σχηματίζοντας βασική ροζέτα από βαθιά οδοντωτά, πλατιά και επιμήκη φύλλα με ακανόνιστα άκρα. Κούφιος, χωρίς φύλλα βλαστός φέρει ένα μόνο φωτεινό κίτρινο άνθος από πολλά μικρά γλωσσωτά άνθη. Άνθηση: άνοιξη–φθινόπωρο. Μετά την άνθηση παράγει σφαιρική κεφαλή από πτητικούς καρπούς (αχένια), διασκορπιζόμενους από τον άνεμο. Πολύ ανθεκτικό, αποικίζει λιβάδια, γκαζόν, δρόμους και διαταραγμένες περιοχές.

Διάδοση:
Με πολύ ελαφρούς σπόρους που διασκορπίζονται από τον άνεμο (ανεμοχορία). Αναπαραγωγή και με κατακερματισμό ριζών.

Οικολογία:
Φυτό πρωτοπόρο σε ανοικτά και διαταραγμένα οικοσυστήματα, ανθεκτικό σε ποικιλία εδαφών και κλιμάτων. Προωθεί τη βιοποικιλότητα προσφέροντας νέκταρ και γύρη σε έντομα.

Χρήση:
Καταναλώνεται σε σαλάτες (νεαρά φύλλα), χρησιμοποιείται στη φυτοθεραπεία για διουρητικές, πεπτικές και αποτοξινωτικές ιδιότητες. Περιορισμένη διακοσμητική χρήση.

Απειλές:
Δεν απειλείται. Πολύ κοινό είδος, μερικές φορές θεωρείται εισβολικό.

Creative writing inspired by Taraxacum sp

The child and the magic dandelion

Once upon a time, a little child lived in a small house in the country with his mother and father, who was seriously ill. The father was unable to speak or move. All day long he lay on the sofa in front of the window, which overlooked a magnificent field of dandelions.

The little boy was curious, mischievous, with sparkling eyes and a bright smile, and dreamed of enchanted adventures in a magical, fairy-tale world, but his only wish was that his father would get well and be able to get up and run with him in that beautiful dandelion field.

On a day like any other since his dad had been ill, as soon as he woke up, he didn't waste a single second and ran out into the middle of the dandelions, which were everywhere, to the right, to the left, in front and behind. He didn't think the gray ones were pretty and made a mess of the dandelion field, so he used to pull them out and throw them away. In the distance, he saw a woman looking at him, but did nothing about it.

Until the day he went out, the little boy was very sad because his father was at the end of his life. He didn't have much time left before he died. The child sat down in the middle of all those yellow flowers, kept pulling out the grey ones and crying for his poor daddy, asking and begging that his father would pull through, that he would live longer, that he would no longer suffer from this horrible disease. And he finished by blowing on the gray flower, which evaporated into the sky.

It was getting late, and the young boy decided to dry his tears and go home. On his way home, he heard crying – his poor mother crying. He entered the bedroom and saw his father standing there, accompanied by his mother. A shock to the child, he hadn't expected it at all, so he jumped up and cried with joy – he was so happy to see his dad back on his feet. His wish had come true. For him, it was the happiest day of his life.

As night fell, the child was as happy as ever, and asked himself a thousand and one questions. He pondered and remembered the woman watching him from afar, wondering if she was a fairy, and if she was the one who would grant his wish. The child hurried out in search of the woman, figuring he'd probably run into her. And he was right: she was sitting in the middle of the dandelions, contemplating this magnificent field.

The young boy sitting next to her didn't have time to ask all the questions that crossed his mind, as the woman began to explain. She told him that when you make a sincere wish, it will come true the second you blow on the dandelion. The boy couldn't understand how this could be, so he looked at the field and when he turned to the woman, she disappeared.

Disappointed that he hadn't had time to ask his questions, the young boy returned home smiling as he realized that the flowers he'd been throwing away for so many years, thinking they were bland, were simply the cure for his father's illness. The young boy finally lived his life with his parents, filled with happiness and immense joy.

L’enfant et le pissenlit magique

Il était une fois un petit enfant qui vivait dans une petite maison à la campagne avec sa mère et son père qui était gravement malade. Le père était dans l’incapacité de parler et de bouger. Toute la journée il restait allongé sur le canapé en face de la fenêtre, qui donnait sur un magnifique champ de pissenlits.

Le petit garçon était curieux, espiègle, avec des yeux pétillants et un sourire éclatant, et il rêvait d’aventures enchantées dans un monde magique et féerique, mais son seul souhait était que son père guérisse et puisse se lever et courir avec lui dans ce magnifique champ de pissenlits.

Un jour comme un autre depuis que son papa était malade, dès le réveil, il ne perdit pas une seule seconde et sortit courir au milieu des pissenlits, il y en avait de partout, à droite, à gauche, devant, derrière. Il y avait des jaunes magnifiquement beaux et des grises, qui avaient séché. Pour lui les grises n’étaient pas belles et salissaient le champ de pissenlits, donc il avait l’habitude de les arracher et de les jeter. Au loin il vit une femme en train de le regarder, mais n’en fit rien.

Jusqu’au jour où il sortit, le petit était très triste car son papa était en fin de vie. Il ne lui restait plus beaucoup de temps avant de mourir. L’enfant s’assit au milieu de toutes ces fleurs jaunes, continua d’arracher les grises et il pleura pour son pauvre papa, demandant et suppliant que son père s’en sorte, qu’il vive plus longtemps, qu’il ne souffre plus de cette maladie horrible. Et il finit en soufflant sur cette fleur grise, qui s’évapora dans le ciel.

Il se fait tard, le jeune garçon décida de sécher ses larmes et de rentrer. En rentrant il entendit des pleurs, les pleurs de sa pauvre maman. Il entra dans la chambre et vit son père debout accompagné de sa mère. Un choc pour l’enfant, il ne s’y attendait pas du tout, il sauta, et pleura de joie, il était si heureux de voir son papa sur pied. Son souhait s’était réalisé. Pour lui, c'était le plus beau jour de sa vie.

La nuit tomba, l’enfant était toujours aussi heureux et se posa mille et une questions. Il réfléchissait et se rappela de la femme qui le regardait de loin, se demandant si c’était une fée, et si c’était celle qui allait exaucer son vœux. L’enfant s’empressa donc de sortir à la recherche de cette femme, et il la trouva assise au milieu des pissenlits.

Le jeune garçon assis à ses côtés n’a pas eu le temps de poser toutes ses questions que la femme se mit à lui expliquer. Elle lui raconta que lorsque l’on faisait un vœu sincère, celui-ci allait se réaliser dans la seconde après avoir soufflé sur le pissenlit. L’enfant ne comprenait pas comment cela était possible, il regarda le champ et lorsqu’il se tourna vers la femme, elle disparut aussitôt.

Le jeune garçon, déçu de ne pas avoir eu le temps de poser ses questions, rentra quand même avec le sourire, comprenant que les fleurs qu’il jeta depuis tant d’années en pensant qu’elles étaient fades étaient tout simplement le remède à la maladie de son papa. Le jeune garçon vit enfin sa vie avec ses parents remplie de bonheur et de joie immense.

Copilul și păpădia magică

A fost odată ca niciodată un copil mic care locuia într-o căsuță la țară împreună cu mama și tatăl său, care era grav bolnav. Tatăl nu putea vorbi și nici să se miște. Toată ziua stătea întins pe canapea, în fața ferestrei, care dădea spre un câmp magnific plin de păpădii.

Băiețelul era curios, poznaș, cu ochi strălucitori și un zâmbet luminos, și visa la aventuri fermecate într-o lume magică, de basm, însă singura lui dorință era ca tatăl său să se facă bine, să se ridice și să alerge cu el prin acel câmp frumos de păpădii.

Într-o zi ca oricare alta de când tatăl său se îmbolnăvise, de îndată ce s-a trezit, băiețelul nu a pierdut nici măcar o secundă și a fugit în mijlocul păpădiilor, care erau peste tot – în dreapta, în stânga, în față și în spate. Nu îi plăceau cele gri, i se păreau urâte și că stricau frumusețea câmpului, așa că obișnuia să le smulgă și să le arunce. În depărtare, a văzut o femeie care îl privea, dar nu a făcut nimic.

Până într-o zi, când copilul a ieșit foarte trist, pentru că tatăl lui ajunsese la capătul puterilor. Nu mai avea mult de trăit. Băiatul s-a așezat în mijlocul florilor galbene, a continuat să smulgă păpădiile gri și a început să plângă pentru tăticul său, cerând și implorând ca el să se facă bine, să mai trăiască, să nu mai sufere de această boală îngrozitoare. Și, la final, a suflat într-o floare gri, care s-a risipit în aer, evaporându-se spre cer.

Se făcea târziu, așa că băiețelul și-a șters lacrimile și s-a hotărât să se întoarcă acasă. Pe drum, a auzit plânsete – era mama lui, sărmana, plângând. A intrat în dormitor și l-a văzut pe tatăl său în picioare, alături de mama lui. A fost un adevărat șoc pentru copil – nu se așteptase deloc, așa că a sărit și a izbucnit în lacrimi de bucurie: era atât de fericit să-și vadă tatăl din nou pe picioare. Dorința i se împlinise. Pentru el, aceea a fost cea mai fericită zi din viața lui.

Când s-a lăsat noaptea, copilul era mai fericit ca niciodată și își punea o mie și una de întrebări. S-a gândit și și-a amintit de femeia care îl privea de departe, întrebându-se dacă era o zână și dacă ea fusese cea care îi împlinise dorința. Băiețelul a ieșit repede în căutarea femeii, gândindu-se că, probabil, o va întâlni. Și a avut dreptate: ea stătea în mijlocul păpădiilor, contemplând acest câmp minunat.

Băiatul s-a așezat lângă ea, dar nu a apucat să pună toate întrebările care îi treceau prin minte, pentru că femeia a început să-i explice. I-a spus că atunci când îți dorești ceva cu adevărat, cu sufletul curat, dorința se va împlini în clipa în care sufli în păpădie. Băiatul nu putea înțelege cum e posibil așa ceva, așa că s-a uitat spre câmp, iar când s-a întors spre femeie, ea dispăruse.

Dezamăgit că nu avusese timp să-i pună întrebările sale, copilul s-a întors acasă zâmbind, realizând că florile pe care le aruncase atâția ani, crezând că sunt banale, erau de fapt leacul pentru boala tatălui său. Copilul și-a trăit viața alături de părinții săi, plin de fericire și bucurie nemărginită.

Το παιδί και το μαγικό ραδίκι

Μια φορά κι έναν καιρό, ένα μικρό παιδί ζούσε σε ένα σπιτάκι στην εξοχή με τη μητέρα και τον πατέρα του, ο οποίος ήταν βαριά άρρωστος. Ο πατέρας δεν μπορούσε ούτε να μιλήσει ούτε να κινηθεί. Όλη μέρα ξάπλωνε στον καναπέ μπροστά από το παράθυρο, που έβλεπε σε ένα υπέροχο λιβάδι γεμάτο ραδίκια.

Το μικρό αγόρι ήταν περίεργο, ζωηρό, με σπινθηροβόλα μάτια και ένα φωτεινό χαμόγελο, και ονειρευόταν μαγικές περιπέτειες σε παραμυθένιους κόσμους. Όμως η μόνη του ευχή ήταν να γίνει καλά ο πατέρας του και να μπορέσει να τρέξει μαζί του σ’ εκείνο το όμορφο λιβάδι.

Ένα πρωί, σαν όλα τα άλλα από τότε που ο μπαμπάς του είχε αρρωστήσει, σηκώθηκε και χωρίς να χάσει στιγμή έτρεξε στο κέντρο του λιβαδιού, γεμάτο από ραδίκια, δεξιά, αριστερά, μπροστά και πίσω. Δεν του άρεσαν τα γκρι, αφράτα ραδίκια που είχαν πια γίνει σπόροι – τα έβρισκε άσχημα και ανακάτευαν το λιβάδι, γι’ αυτό τα τράβαγε και τα πετούσε. Από μακριά, τον κοιτούσε μια γυναίκα, χωρίς όμως να κάνει τίποτα.

Μέχρι που μια μέρα, το αγόρι ήταν πολύ λυπημένο, γιατί ο πατέρας του πλησίαζε στο τέλος της ζωής του. Δεν του είχε μείνει πολύς καιρός. Το παιδί κάθισε στη μέση των κίτρινων λουλουδιών, τραβούσε τα γκρι και έκλαιγε για τον πατέρα του, ικετεύοντας να γίνει καλά, να ζήσει κι άλλο, να μην υποφέρει πια από αυτή τη φριχτή αρρώστια. Και τελείωσε φυσώντας το γκρι λουλούδι, που διαλύθηκε στον ουρανό.

Καθώς βράδιαζε, το παιδί σκούπισε τα δάκρυά του και αποφάσισε να γυρίσει σπίτι. Στο δρόμο άκουσε κλάματα – ήταν η μητέρα του που έκλαιγε. Μπαίνοντας στην κρεβατοκάμαρα, είδε τον πατέρα του όρθιο, δίπλα στη μητέρα του. Ήταν σοκ για το παιδί – δεν το περίμενε καθόλου, πετάχτηκε πάνω και έκλαψε από χαρά. Ήταν η πιο ευτυχισμένη μέρα της ζωής του.

Καθώς έπεφτε η νύχτα, το παιδί σκέφτονταν διαρκώς. Θυμήθηκε τη γυναίκα που τον παρακολουθούσε από μακριά και αναρωτήθηκε μήπως ήταν νεράιδα, και μήπως εκείνη έκανε την ευχή του να πραγματοποιηθεί. Έτρεξε στο λιβάδι, ελπίζοντας να τη συναντήσει. Και είχε δίκιο: η γυναίκα καθόταν στο κέντρο του λιβαδιού και κοιτούσε τα ραδίκια.

Το παιδί κάθισε δίπλα της, μα πριν προλάβει να κάνει τις ερωτήσεις που του έρχονταν στο μυαλό, η γυναίκα άρχισε να του εξηγεί: Του είπε πως όταν κάνεις μια ειλικρινή ευχή, αυτή πραγματοποιείται τη στιγμή που φυσάς το ραδίκι. Το παιδί δεν μπορούσε να καταλάβει πώς γίνεται αυτό, κοίταξε γύρω το λιβάδι, και όταν ξαναγύρισε προς τη γυναίκα, εκείνη είχε εξαφανιστεί.

Απογοητευμένο που δεν πρόλαβε να ρωτήσει, αλλά και χαμογελαστό, το παιδί επέστρεψε σπίτι του, συνειδητοποιώντας πως τα λουλούδια που τόσα χρόνια πετούσε θεωρώντας τα άσχημα ήταν το φάρμακο που έσωσε τον πατέρα του. Και από τότε, το παιδί έζησε τη ζωή του ευτυχισμένο με τους γονείς του, γεμάτο αγάπη και τεράστια χαρά.

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