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Algunas de las varias plantas de interior que parecen tener mayor éxito y repercusión en Instagram, poniéndose de moda y siendo más buscadas. En esta lista, las que pude conseguir y cultivar y agrego enlaces a fotos en la red. El Instagram de este blog es este . Algunas de las plantas de la lista también son recomendadas para purificar el aire en los hogares: Sansevieria (nro 6), Gomero o Ficus elastica (nro 8), Potus/Epipremnum aureum (nro 10) 1) Peperomia watermelon Peperomia argyreia, es una planta pequeña (unos 30 centímetros como máximo) utilizada en interiores y ornamental por sus hojas rayadas. Es también conocida como watermelon, meloncito de jardín, peperomia sandía o begonia sandía. Corresponde a la familia Piperaceae y es originaria de Bolivia, Brasil, Ecuador y Venezuela. Es una planta herbácea y perenne que forma una mata compacta, sus hojas son coriáceas y redondeadas y las flores son en forma de espiga. Las hojas se superponen unas con otras y son levemente o

Around the world in 80 days

The pilot went on board at six, and took his place on the bridge, to guide the Rangoon through the channels to the port of Hong Kong. Passepartout longed to ask him if the steamer had left for Yokohama; but he dared not, for he wished to preserve the spark of hope, which still remained till the last moment. He had confided his anxiety to Fix who—the sly rascal!—tried to console him by saying that Mr. Fogg would be in time if he took the next boat; but this only put Passepartout in a passion. Mr. Fogg, bolder than his servant, did not hesitate to approach the pilot, and tranquilly ask him if he knew when a steamer would leave Hong Kong for Yokohama. "At high tide to-morrow morning," answered the pilot. "Ah!" said Mr. Fogg, without betraying any astonishment. Passepartout, who heard what passed, would willingly have embraced the pilot, while Fix would have been glad to twist his neck. "What is the steamer's name?" asked Mr. Fogg.

Moby Dick

At the first faintest glimmering of the dawn, his iron voice was heard from aft,—"Man the mast-heads!"—and all through the day, till after sunset and after twilight, the same voice every hour, at the striking of the helmsman's bell, was heard—"What d'ye see?—sharp! sharp!" But when three or four days had slided by, after meeting the children-seeking Rachel; and no spout had yet been seen; the monomaniac old man seemed distrustful of his crew's fidelity; at least, of nearly all except the Pagan harpooneers; he seemed to doubt, even, whether Stubb and Flask might not willingly overlook the sight he sought. But if these suspicions were really his, he sagaciously refrained from verbally expressing them, however his actions might seem to hint them. "I will have the first sight of the whale myself,"—he said. "Aye! Ahab must have the doubloon! and with his own hands he rigged a nest of basketed bowlines; and sending a hand aloft, with a single sh