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The Las Moras (Reprinted)

Written at some point some five years.

not me, I would like, but at what I think?


Hi I am Zola and I just recall a "pledge" to you. I found this post, over a month ago that paved the blog when it was published, although I had written much earlier. I had not yet come into his life, not even born, but as you can see was the full pipe and my already showed signs Jack, but still could not embed videos or pictures on the blog. Now I will do it for her. The appearance of the countryside by then should correspond to the month of September.

After two days of continuous rain subsides noon, the fog lifted and I decide to go for a walk. The temperature is perfect, the smell of field glorious, the variety of green surrounding me directly undermine the discouragement that could produce continuous rain. Fields smile I sing the melody green glorious effervescence. When you hear the sound of the little gate and Tato Tobi the big come to us ready to join us. They are our neighbors dogs, very protective of their space and greatly loving. It seems today that have not walked through the narrow path of arrears and are willing to do. van in front of us and we hope as Pipa skulks, forcing me to put the belt before he repents and turns around . It is clear that all but she need this little walk.

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The two dogs ran ahead, give them time to sneak in between the trails, take great racing round the fields and leave the path came back to earth at the time we arrived at a certain point.

The path of the berries is narrow and shady, with all kinds of vegetation on its margins, depending on the time of the year, ferns, trees and shrubs of various kinds, roses, berries etc.

Multiple intricacies rush down the hill and, if it rains, you hear the sound of water rushing through them added to the many waterfalls that dot some stretches of road. ; This is a very busy month of September, when berries are mature and most walkers can not help but reach out to take some delicious mouth. I can distinguish the different flavors depending on their sun exposure time and the shape of its fruit.

As it is a circular walk, the second part of path leads to the newly paved road that takes us back to the village. After entering a few meters of asphalt, we heard the sound of an approaching vehicle. For its roar can be no doubt: this is a truck. To my surprise the Tato stops, attends the noise and soon find a wide gap between the wire through which is preparing to wait patiently for the passage of the vehicle. Tobi, he imitates. Of course the truck approaches, Pipa, following its usual pattern is released into the cuatroruedas menacing, barking incessantly. As goes away cavalier Tato followed by Tobi. With less than a years were well aware that the vehicles were stored and how loud.

get home before both were diverted for a few twists and turns that will shorten the route and for which I am not willing to come given the height of the wet grass and the small size of pipe. I prefer walk a few meters from the easy road.

As I write Pipa these lines is determined to get on my arms so I'm writing with her on top. As trembled a bit different I had to put it under his blanket and here follows, snoring pleasure. Sometimes I think it is a little cat and purrs.

are nine-thirty at night, we sit on the porch, listening to the oboe concerto , No. 3 opus Handel. Respiro grateful to life, Handel, at the time I was born I can enjoy all the pleasures of nature alongside those of civilization and culture. I am truly grateful.





This video is not bad, since I have not found who was listening then.

These are some of the things that looked outside the window. Shone the sun and there were so close and warm.

great cloud is coming and there were, just as happy. What would seem that the cloud was rising from the mountain, like a volcano clouds treated?
Since then says he does not look so close again, but they sure are reproduced as many tiny eggs scattered dark appear the most unlikely places every year.