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Consulting Scout tool, I created This mural, which describes the images that so far I've selected Flickr Explore sometime. Do not give more importance to the subject, further away from the story, but hey, it always makes you happy to see an image appear around from time to time.

1. Sea and children, 2. gold Mar 3. Waiting for the sunset 4. white villages, 5. Sunset 6. Looking at the sky 7. Alcazaba de Málaga , 8. Night in calm , 9. Solar Eclipse , 10. P7160042.JPG

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Aires Flickr Explore fresh in the Algarve (Portugal)

I recently escaped a few days the Algarve. It is the second time I've been there. Again because I love the beaches, weather, and good, the environment in general, which seems a little dough as I like for the summer.

This year I tried to visit sites that I could not see before, both beach and inland. The beaches are beautiful along the coast, and inland towns such as shoulder Silves castle and ancient taste. I have also visited an exhibition of sand sculpture in Pera, which I recommend, as it is simply stunning 15000 m2, almost a small city.

I took some pictures, of which so far I've only uploaded a few, but well, I'll hang ma , s little by little. For more information, you can click on them, have a description in the gallery.

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Her son, her first child, had died a few months. It was, he used to think, something like a mechanical act of justice exercised in a cold court in the upper echelon of the bureaucratic level that governs the laws of nature. Miguel went as his mother had left two years earlier. And he was just born Gabriel, and removes the last glimmer of life indelible planted, suitable only for nostalgia and not for review. Of course I suffered for it. With his death, disappeared all trace of Andrea because he suspected that, even if you want a child, it will not stop be, somehow, the extension of a woman he loved, and that in his face, his gestures, his movements, is, in some part crouching, the entire genome of any romance. And so, when the child died, just at the moment he saw his life remade, could not help thinking that Michael was a gift given by Andrea, directed not to leave him alone in this world and that, therefore, to draw again the path of the happy days are going back to your natural breast.

When I looked at Gabriel did from the pain of always searching without finding traces of the past ideal (ized) in the present, always imperfect, insufficient. He knew, without being overly dramatic, consisitiría his life, probably, in a relentless pursuit of the features of Michael, of the features of Andrea, in everything around him. So to win their complicity, more out of habit, more for fear of error of laziness or apathy, dusted old alchemy of the heart. And the new thought. Perhaps dreaming of a hint of resemblance in the smile of every baby, Hayase one day, in response to the limited alphabet of strokes, a first moment of happiness virgin, to continue (to be followed!), The nth second hundredth first ...

But Gabriel, her beloved Gabriel, you show every night that happiness does not have a single face, which can invent, even if it requires emotional strabismus. Then he turns his little neck and goes to sleep.