Last week, between the laundry and packing the hand luggage for Dublin (yep, I went to Dublin last weekend!) I found in the internet this poem. Really really hard to read, especially for a non-English speaker. I haven’t checked the words I read wrongly, but I will let you know soon. I hope you’ll be better than me! 😉 It took me a while to write it down, but here it is: Continue reading
Yesterday in East Anglia the weather was unexpectedly warm and sunny and as we spent the day at some friends’ house we decided to go for a walk in the countryside. Just before lunch I was introduced to the dozens of flowers and plants here and there in the garden and I had a lovely chat on the life in the countryside. I must admit I am very lucky to live in it.
“Amor, cuántos caminos hasta llegar a un beso,
qué soledad errante hasta tu compañía!
Siguen los trenes solos rodando con la lluvia.
En Taltal no amanece aún la primavera. Continue reading