Monday, October 11, 2010

Welcome, Becas - Wednesday, September 1, 2010

My son has been asking us for a pet for so long! I thought that this phase would occur in a higher age but I was wrong... Well, after exhausting many options, due to the lack of space and conditions, we surrendered to just a few species. Since we couldn't turn the whole house into an aquarium or a cage, and being the species too much big or dangerous, I was irreducible: a bird or a turtle. Forgive me the lovers of those animals, but I don't like turtles. But I like birds, I find them beautiful, they sing well and socialize in some cases. He agreed with the parakeet. Becas, the new member of our family. I've already had one when I was younger and it was nice taming him. It brings me very good memories. My parakeet used to fly around the house, perched on our shoulder or head, ate the walls and burned the tall feathers in the gas hobs and so on. He was a great companion.


And the truth is that it seems that I still can tame birds. I say this because the little bird, on his first day in ur house, already accepts pats on his head and becomes perched on our fingers. As a matter of fact, the circus career, as a tamer of beasts is not out of question. But the important thing is that my son is so happy with Becas. Although it's worrying me that he already also wants a rabbit, but that another story. It was him who named the bird and it's him who wants to take care and educate him too! Let's wait to see the next episode...

It hurts - Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I found these band-aids so nice, don't you agree? When I bought them, I was sure that the box only would last one week. Any single pain would be a good reason for him to use one. Under this one, for example, is just a small bruise. But the box is almost full. My richness is a brave boy, after all.

The day started like this - Tuesday, August 31, 2010


After so much heat, the day started like this, yesterday. It rained some fresh drops, which made us to run in the way to school. "Oh son, I just hope that this rain doesn't stop you from going to the police station today (they do lots of study visits in his school)." "Don't worry mom; we go by the 50 chairs bus (the big tourism bus, which uses to take them to distant visits)." How could I explain to him that the 50 chairs bus doesn't take childrem to places that are not more that 200 meters distance? Everything is so simple to them. Great. Despite this fresh start (we could even hear the thunder) the heat returned with its strength for the rest of the day...

Sooooo hot! - Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Yesterday afternoon we had to fulfill the swimming-pool once again in order to refresh ourselves. We couldn't stand with such heat. You can see my richness bathing his mommy's little feet. He's so sweet. It was good under that fresh water coming straight from the well. I finished the day so broken due to our games in the water but I love to see him happy, laughing out loud. He slippe down my legs, rode the raging bull (me...) and stood his ground without falling into the water, levitated in my arms, plunged into the "depths" and whatever. And them at night he passed out in bed!

After the swimming-pool he was wizen due to the water and we got out calming down. It was still hot but we were o.k. Time to contemplation, now. I know that it's not a spider web what makes a spirit become higher, but my son loves to observe every single bug. And I find it gorgeous to imagine the patience and science of a spider weaving carefully its web. I read somewhere that a spider web wire has the same strength as a steel wire with the same thickness. A wonder of nature.

My son was trying to fix the grand-pa's tent. He uses all the tools and knows the name of each one. Bob the Builder's fever has already gone but he has been applied in the same way.



This is my contemplation time. In the middle of the summer dryness, we still can find some wildflowers. Such cute cotton. It's so beautiful in the middle of the green, isn't it?

One more bug. "Do you think he's shy?" Well, maybe he was afraid that this little boy so full of energy might be bad to him, so fragile.

In the evening we had dinner in the balcony. I loved to see my richness all excited. He even gave a hand with the table set. The evening was so hot even with the open windows. Everybody was outside chatting, walking, relaxing... I have such a lively neighborhood. One more hot but good day.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Monday, August 30, 2010 - Almost finished

It's almost finished. I just have to make the contours. This is a collection of four maritime motifs that I want to put in my bed-room. The walls seems too much naked to me and I intend to fill them with the color and the smell of the sea. That wild sea in desert and quiet beaches, where we can be and wish to stay, because we can find peace and strength there. And feel the smell of the sea and the wind that ruffles the hair. And feel the sticky face and the salty taste in the skin. And feel that the sea is infinite and powerful, and through this small way, understanding that God is so great. He's big, but with arms of love to pamper and cuddle us. This way, I look to the sea, seated on a rock, I talk to Him and return strengthened.

Sunday, August 29, 2010 - Going to the market

We went to the market yesterday morning. It was the first time that my son went there and he was so excited. It's a pity that our market is closed and only is opened in the exterior. "But the building is o.k., why is it closed?" It was his comment, towards the disappointment of not being allowed to get in. He had to be satisfied with the coloring outside. Colors in the flowers, fruits and vegetables. A small sample of the real old market, it's true, but still an adventure to him. We brought flowers. "Mom, put fourteen flowers in the jar." He loves flowers and even if he has no clear picture of the quantities, he knows that fourteen makes a showy jar. I didn't count them. This is not even a jar but a bowl. But it made us happy.

Sunday, August 29, 2010 - Portugal




If there is anything in which our country is rich in windows, doors, tiles, fountains, kiosks, flowers, ruins and so many other things, of course. I love making a photographic registration of my passages for so many places. I have hundreds of photos, reporting situations, trips, landscapes, unique moments, that I keep registered and eternalized in an apparently still image, but so dynamic in its interpretation. These photos were taken during my working week. And imagination flies...