Can I Contract Herpes From Sharing Pants

Closed for renovation.

I would write about these beautiful creatures who rise at dawn to run for the hills.

Have that romantic love story of two starlings on the M40, with a dove as a witness on the top of a metal tree.

Perhaps understanding the way of the wrought iron table mountain pine that has washed up in the pond by the art and grace of a group of hominids who want to refresh the legs.

O on recent and brazen chickens Shrike (alcaudoncillos) still inhabit the park, curious to understand unless they live.

But the works have made it impossible to start to walk the roads and curbs for re-embordillar.

all is full of ditches that claim to be channels of showers that are located a little for this place.

Gravel granite quarry product, flooding tree pits, benches and paths, with powerful machinery.

And although this is abundant, few men who are working on terms that make you remember other times.

Neither the bike lane so pound investment local, making some sections with fences, sand and many staff, in place of high danger.

For all this, which elsewhere I have to go for a walk;

that Madrid has much to do and more on holiday. And now when many come back, I go a few days to the south.

Break Dance Not Hearts Phrases

Contradictions in the Linear Park Rainbow

Ephemeral beauty maroon flower that grows on the wasteland to illuminate the spirit of the traveler.

Persistent ugliness of inequality in this opulent growing society for the greater glory of greed.

Joy

water park brings this suffering in the form of irrigation and ponds.

Tristeza dry grasslands, trees, neglected and eroded land.

Raptor sheltered wild in the city.

free beings who seem trapped. And I see my shadow.

Tip Of Big Toe Hurts With Contact

Palomeras

Yesterday there was storm over southeast of Madrid and the Linear Park. If it was little water revived the parched roots was much the spectacle of lightning and, above all, a beautiful rainbow in the evening city. Thanks to my son ran up to the camera, while my companion and I were immersed in the mist by the lake, now I have this image. Today I wanted to read and walk, as usual, and I went to the public library in search of "Words" by Jacques Prevert, through the Parque de la Paloma. But the air conditioning did not work and only provided on a child. Curious. So I took a book home and continued my walk without clear direction, listening to the words of a rainbow as Vallekas neighborhood: vile curses of some young men who failed to adjust her repainted buga while some girls waiting for their ration care, the sad joy of a scruffy gypsy clapping way of shopping the day while practicing creative accounting and financial engineering with 5 € for carrying bread and milk, salsa and techno music binary car thunders from an anxious subject of prominence, and I like a zombie thinking as I read some poems of Unamuno and loaded with some natural yoghurt (which via Mobile I had asked).

the end I ended as it began the afternoon strolling through the art blog, compartiendocamino, between music and reflections. Yesterday I was walking around with others of my neighbors @ s, and this is also a rainbow ciberbarrio. A greeting.

Bella's Printer In New Moonn

As time passes

A little over a year, between the villages and forests of the Sierra de Navarra Aralar, a close restless (Klimtbalan) led to other romantic dynamics (Anaisay ) to make a blog to express some of their literature. For some days they walked together down the path of the cibercreación blogger. Klimbalant, I had suggested that she should stop these critters home napping as we saw on our walks around and share with others my meows. As the cute kitten that lived in "our" house. published my first entry: Linear Park: My Park been abandoned before it was in Linear Park Palomeras and the illusion to value the possibilities of contact with nature, even if the side M 40.

I have since had an uneven path, full of contradictions for taking the time to the electronic display which has occupied me so much time in recent years (at work).

wanted to put my bit to improve the world around me and I got an amasijillo photos and personal thoughts (meaning as I almost always locked and I have not put anything.) I doubt that has served to do more than entertain and, above all, contact with a few good people with your comments you have been making sense of this little effort. Thanks.

Today, after a brief vacation in the valley of Asturias Narcea,

traveling

Somiedo glacial lakes,

bathing and walking the beautiful beaches of the west coast,

of walking in the Cabo de Peñas and Vidio,

kicking the small towns like Cudillero, Cadavedo, San Juan del Arenal, Wall and San Esteban de Pravia

and the cities of Oviedo and Gijón,

to climb the mist-laden mountains and vegetation, to chat with the friendly people Asturian

return to Madrid rutinilla this off me and gives me life.

Of the star-studded skies and humid air filled with aromas, a light that blinds everything and you better not smell odors.

I plunge into my Linear Park with its lakes, again, filled with water;

walk back to the Retreat, I retire to my conscious breaths as I can, I'm still trying to understand the endless reading a little more, return to my working relationships, family, neighborhood (you included), ... and published this entry.