I'll tell a little story of Mus. Mus is a stray cat, dubbed by professional mechanics. The cat is an animal which they say has nine lives and this may also endowed with the odd seventh sense ... the sensed that could jeopardize his luxurious haven of rest ... When he greeted his friend, knowing of his travels the "mechanic" was felt to give you the good morning that was not in the same spirit and humor of all days, as Mus was restless and more responsive avitual it, perhaps sensing his moustachioed antennas as would happen in the next few hours ... stroked his furry rubber stamp as to usually looking in the mirrors that had the front and sides, returning the reflection of an image tanned and ready to cope with any danger or misfortune, showing an apparently tranquil temple, the cat who has grown and survived open sky ... Mus
The suspicion was noted as was their degree of boldness, and into the morning was accompanied by a crane traffic agents to take her home. A Mercedes that was a year parked on public roads become his particular carrier, but he could scold him one iota, because he had not paid any allowance for such a long stay in such a distinguished hosting plans as a bold hand. At the agents tell me that my newfound friend had a year living in this prestigious residence, they were very sad but needed his duty ... 
And Mus remain in the street trying to find another apartment of equal or higher category, to invite the fellow to his nest and sex for leisure walk on the tiles erotic clouds of February ... While every morning to visit and old friend the "mechanical" to continue being his accomplice and confidant of deceptive waning night ... María del Carmen
A transparent Footprints ... The fisherman dreams 
Painful days foolish tears ...
gives way
yesterdays dead drowned in corridors in blank pages
caresses turned into miracles or
versed at my side whispering
hidden pass and brushing the aura
the content of his words.
left hands hurt sometimes ... And some sway
rebirth to life
creating new dreams and lost
for time spent in dead spaces of hope
receiving greeting or farewell
to life.
María del Carmen 
This vase is yours, if you accept it as a gift. Happy week!
leave as music Maria Callas performance background which was performed in Alcalá de Henares (Madrid) on 28 novienbre last year performed by the soprano Pilar Tejero, having the pleasure of being invited to act, passing a very emotional evening on the human warmth that home, she and her friends until late at night once the action.
A concert to be filed as a precious memory that I want to share with you today. Marí
entry is dedicated to be simple and noble where any, was mild and the seriousness of his words was the business card who opened the doors where outside. Remembered as a free-spirited person, but with capacity for sacrifice and determination unusual in all the challenges involved. Achieving get what he wanted, which allowed a healthy quality of life until the end of his days, in response to the dedicated effort and perseverance to work for a lifetime. born in this house as the youngest of six children, all emigrated to America, but he wanted to be, physically not very high but had a romantic heart, happy traveler and dreamer without limits, except when he was angry that had a temper too much, promoted by the organization of work which occupied all his priorities. 
The beach where the director José Luis Garci rolled some footage of the film "Volver a empezar" taking a deserved first Oscar won by Spain, is within walking distance of the house, and always talked about how well I passed a boy playing hide and seek in the caves to the left, and the river was going to catch trout with their hands for the whole family that always seemed to him, so cunning and restless it was already so young. O when he got into the wound without his father seeing him lying on the floor face up, opening the tap to drink barrels of cider directly, and of course, he passed a while I was drunk, was a rascal, very crook, brilliantly cool ... The days I've been here, I feel it in every corner that I see it is as if I was leading its star to continue teaching me and reminding me of the experiences of all he remembered that he had made her so happy. 
He liked to wear impeccable, and at sixteen years old I wanted a suit, and refused as it is angry and from that moment began a relentless tour, enough to not ever sit under this weeping willow that shading to her parents. Before the military already had all the materials to build your dream house all stone, plus the land, but war broke out and left it all those who came first today ... Being present in a building very visited daily ... Right after the war began again in another place, with different jobs at once, all he could handle linking the day to night. She married and soon after, and finally was able to make the desired house, a plot with enough land, but without abandoning the pace of life. odd thing he always repeated, when he got the first money to buy the costume, the man who unleashed the story of his life, curiously dozed in the back of the cupboard for several years because they no longer had time to put it. These are the paradoxes of life, when sometimes it is not intended to chill ... and is due to the destination as an omen and was written on the horizon ... came to order your photos on regional television to commemorate the footsteps of a character of the people who had left a deep imprint on the time he had lived, died when he was very close to a century old. In writing the post I have moved several times, it is very difficult to write something akin to a person who kept so much experience under his belt, all with a personal touch to their backs ... want to book which has been the development activity for years, becoming part of the town you chose as a second home to live, where growing number of friends for the kindness he wasted, and a lover who was the dialogue personal. The house opens the door is that he was born, is occupied by a nephew, also has its own history, but is not the place nor the time ... But everything is possible, in another time and elsewhere ... The cat flirt who loves you, and is sowing the memories of his trunk ...
