The thing is I finished the hat and planted it so richly Yolanda camera in hand. The other thing is that I started a stewardess hat you die and I could not help bringing him home as long to finish it tomorrow. So I happy with my (finally) mushroom stove standing in the middle of the workshop. Getting people to the pleasure of a tiritera chatter. This graffiti was in Vallcarca with Farigola in Barcelona. Recently he was thrown to the ground, not disappeared with the wonderful few houses have decided to disappear. Finally, Welsh, Vian and other writers come to mind as trying to make me read them, but I have no desire, I want that, I want the day when we hit the floor and the sunshine coming through the window and we could spend hours without about looking and dreaming. It's so simple. Silence. That feeling where humans acidity grabs us right there is where you feel the great weight and lightness at the same time, when we unite, we merge, we are one piece. And we see exactly the same. But it's not just about looks, goes beyond the past that everyone knows. (And is not From New Helvetia was a real pleasure, not only for bringing us beautiful memories, but also by a wind from the east pushed us to our next destination: Colonia del Sacramento. The city is so touristy as we remembered, so that neither we invited more than to be rested for a while while pedaling. In the main square of the historic district, tourists walking in the sun with their cameras, and every so often watched and commented on some bikes. Some couples took refuge in the shade of a tree and we imitated them accompanied by an impromptu lunch. After a moment of stupor and realizing that we had no place to stay, we decided to take the bike path to the countryside where we would feel more comfortable asking someone if we could camp in front of his house. It was then, in one of those stops, I'm on the phone a voice message. It was Caesar, a CouchSurfer who, 15 km from Colonia del Sacramento, invited us to spend a few days at his home in San Pedro. Again in the evening we reached the place: 5 km of gravel road and a row of pine trees between us and the friendly smile of Caesar, who immediately offered us a shower and invites us to his house. Upon entering, I felt transported back in time: it was a museum / shop / house It's Friday afternoon. Today we have not seen the sun. The clouds, very low, and snow have been moving throughout the day on the town. In the valley are being erected under the stubble of millet have been utilized by livestock. The landscape changes every moment. The moist, dark stands out from the straw of the banks and reeds. Low clouds gather invite you to look at the immediate. The farrowing Las Lomas, is sensed. The forests of Canada Valdellosa and Santa Barbara are hidden under the soft cloud. It's cold. Evening home. You look again at the window, the cinema-rural home, and come back to take another slug to the stove. You break your rhythm and remember childhood. Long evenings, endless. Winter evenings shared with her grandmother Paca. And you look saying, softly, as she said:. Today I was discussing with my friend Oscar these clear days after the rains I have been struck by the appearance in the air of many .. About 14 years ago I met Ramon Milian Salafranca, he was part of a large group of children 5 th grade, coming from Scotland .. A few weeks ago on a tour of the Sierra del Peco found in a meadow fresh fox droppings. In the same they were .. When going from the motorway Mudejar Teruel Zaragoza to, at the height of Villafranca del Campo stands a lofty mountain topped .. Creating a sun ray effect sunbeam stove is something that graphic designers are again and again for clients, especially those who need background elements for advertising season.