Saturday, January 15, 2011

A Sample Of A Letter Of Do Not Attend To School

Spikes



I invite you to join me

strolling by the sea


We will walk quietly let
feet are covered with white foam and coral
ivory.

And that dragonflies play

combing the golden threads of hair in the sun iridescent




bougainvillea and the white van summoning charm
delivering its petals to the wind in a studied

courtship
being collected on the beach
by the invisible hands of the squirrels that
The star twisted needles
to be perched on the rocks
own the aroma and shade


The twilight of the dawn is nearing
...

And the moon is teaching her little girl
spoiled
reflected on the sea and the apple of his eye lit
is inviting the rest

But she is very greedy
not want to drop the curtain
without a
our side take a Gofio Mouse ears
with
candy to sweeten again
sense of the queen of the night ...

That along with corals, rocks and

bougainvillea braids,

guard dreams of a Peter Gaviota
wheel that does not walk but ...
for the mind and spirit always follow
free ...

photos I made a few days ago, I've been walking and having lunch at the seaside in Corralejo, one of the tourist areas of Fuerteventura.

tod @ s Being invited to walk and eventually he knows that feeds, even better than it appears.

María del Carmen

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Compare Lic Jeevan Saral & Ppf

Snatches candy without a proper name ...


comes time to create a new post and I find the tips of his fingers on the keyboard, traveling in time to ago. My thoughts lie at times in small anecdotes that today do not have the slightest relevance, but when you have events ten years are excessive in size and shape, or at least I saw and felt ...

was summer in a residential area that lies near the sea, punctuated by a beach visited by the beauty that makes the reach of those willing and able to enjoy it.

The beach was very near where we lived, and my mom in the evenings whenever I could I had to bathe me and have a snack in a row away from sun, all normal in the world ...

But one of the evening turns out to be less fun than others ... Traumatize the next coming baths, being more out of obligation than out of devotion, until I got older and see things in a different light wider ...


As things always happen for something ...
That day my mother had dessert grapes to accompany the meal, forgetting to wash them, and very often to the neglect was closer to the nearest source, who did not have this garden at the time, and let the water fell on them, not taking them without washing ...

The source was and remains the "use own unique wind "as my mother came and put the bunch in the water, they began to hear ringing red card like a referee who's run ...
Immediately a guard is about to get his attention and put a fine, without an understanding of logic, may want to be heard ... Almost

front and a café with a terrace throughout the glass, and as at that time was very busy, they did not think anything better to stand up to see the crime that was committed to hear a scandal.

remembered in passing I am so embarrassed like that day ... But time heals everything, but do not forget ...

few days ago I went there and had a fancy to make this image, letting it escape me a little smile, because things only have the significance given to them at the precise moment ...
Although somewhat inexplicable behavior is accepted without being valid ... Happy


earlier this week and return to routine @ s! friend!

The flirtatious cat

Saturday, January 1, 2011

What To Right In A Wedding Card

memories of my childhood ...


I is somewhat uneven, recently opened the new year and start to feel it in the past, leaving seduced by the last party that awaits us reserved for children ...
... and not so young for including me in the feast ...

Maybe I feel surrounded by two somewhat different situations, one being that girl who still sleeps in me and the other ... Men who have been that I have left as a surprise gift to my mother the day after its passage, the reasons for the emotions flow on this day touching my feelings.

Wizards Reyes has long been losing and gaining the initial role as D. Santa Claus, where they can have more time received toys for kids under the watchful eyes of their parents, before returning to school. But since there is no time to fashion to resist this globalized world we travel now, despite the economic troubles the kids and not so kids get gifts on the two dates, doubly bone ...

so abysmal is the difference when I was a child, what times those ...

kings My first gift I gave my godmother, was a doll that even today I remember the smell of roses, with its good-girl face that looked like an angel, it was so cute that I took her to everywhere, I fell asleep hugging her as if flesh and blood, and even baptized with the name "Purrusalda." (She never knew that that was the name of a dish of broth containing vegetables)

This happened when I was about seven, my most prized possessions were the wrist and three stories that are in my power, that magical touch that continues to hold hidden among its pages. When I open them on different occasions, I have a place that is overwhelmed by the loneliness that covers its rugged land, with absolute and daily by company, the clever fox, who came unannounced to steal that poor chickens girl who was all he had for company, and falling dusk the bats returned home to spend the night the compartment is separated from the adjoining room by a wall.

those were characters that time I did a shred of grace quite the contrary, the cute but I felt trapped by her musicality was the only night that I heard before falling asleep, wanting to be the cause go after him every morning when I wake up ...


And innocence is the hand that rocks the cradle ... Sisfrutado have a happy childhood between Mother Nature and I ...

And how you lived your first day of kings who still remember ...?

María del Carmen