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.
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