Thursday, May 27, 2010

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Valonsadero Strolling


is coming right from time to time to break the daily boredom, and have four days to change the air Catalans by Soria. And nothing better than to be a walk in the mountains of Valonsadero, a working Friday, which still makes the place more appealing for the little people that I meet.


Valonsadero is a public forest is only 7 km from Soria capital, you can go to walk in just over an hour. Are almost 2800 hectares, with many meadows and pastures by grazing cows accompanied by their calm calf.


Highlights from anywhere cardinal Peak fronts.


I draw attention to some storks with their long slow moving Pastaza rebuscanndo looking and the grass, the green color pervades everything, just some tiny yellow daisies and other flowers that magnificent color break. Crickets do not stop singing, noting that you close muted to continue their tiresome litany.



A little further I see a lonely man who seems to be looking for something, to cross me says it's time for mushrooms, what happens is that this year is very late with so much water. I entertain myself to see if I find one and between fotillo fotillo and I do with a few.


the distance, saw a vulture flying over the vicinity of the Hotel, situated on a curious rock, still with their eyes and see that it settles a bit further. After walking half a mile, I sneak up and allows me to this picture a luxury.


A little further down I run into the pens, today quiet attention, thinking on the trot that awaits them, first with the unpacking of the bulls, then the Purchase Lavalenguas and celebrations that are around the corner and that predict that magical day of the Feast of San Juan as the day of the Draw, the day the steers out of these pens with the intention of arriving at the bullring in the capital.


Now I stumbled upon a legendary show me some oak branches and withered and tired, some have even been able to resist more and have found their soul in the soil. Strikes me that there is still snow in the mountains of Onion, nice picture. The sky is blue, vivid blue, the clouds of what I see today have gone on strike, I hope you keep it a few weeks.

Another day I will speak of these cave paintings discovered in 1951 Teógenes Izquierdo.

Friday, May 7, 2010

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I worry



I am increasingly concerned that arrive before Friday each week. I'm afraid that the time passes so quickly. Almost without realizing it, I have fallen over the years. Sometimes heavy. Yet I think I am much younger than what I see you, my mirror, I often misleading. I am concerned I got older. I worry when I do not have a life plan and I feel like a little boat to the whims of those tiresome waves. I worry about getting up and get everything done. I worry about waiting in the square Herradores to leave a space in a bank, which has left another older than me, so I can sit. I worry fond alley, near Soledad, that I will be indicating that I can not stick those beatings I bike. I worry that come when you no longer want me. I worry if a day comes that I can not remember. I am concerned that you may believe that I have not given the stature as a parent. Sometimes I worry that family ties will drop. I worry that weary walk, it will come, not take me anywhere. I worry that when you have to think about what you've done in my life, do not find too many important things. I worry that the world we leave to my grandchildren is even worse than that found me at birth. I'm worried that the day comes to praise. I am concerned that you, who read me, think that today is not my day. I worry that today is concerned.