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Spring

City That Does Not Sleep
by Federico Garcia Lorca                                  translated by Robert Bly
In the sky there is nobody asleep.  Nobody, nobody. Nobody is asleep. The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their cabins. The living iguanas will come and bite the men who do not dream, and the man who rushes out with his spirit broken will meet on the             street corner the unbelievable alligator quiet beneath the tender protest of the             stars.
Nobody is asleep on earth.  Nobody, nobody. Nobody is asleep. In a graveyard far off there is a corpse who has moaned for three years because of a dry countryside on his knee; and that boy they buried this morning cried so much it was necessary to call out the dogs to keep him quiet.
Life is not a dream.  Careful!  Careful!  Careful! We fall down the stairs in order to eat the moist earth or we climb to the knife edge of the snow with the voices of the dead             dahlias. But forgetfulness does not exist, dreams do not exist…
We have been together longer than we have been married. This is old fashioned, but

hardly intentional. It is a good thing. Revealment, discovery, understanding, victories, losses. And my god how we have been tested! No chance for smooth sailing for us ever, because we seem to attract adversity. But we are and will be in love and happy forever.


My week in review:

Learned: The Italian word for lazy: Pigro 
Saw: 5 beautiful eagles 
Reading: Jaws by Peter Benchley 
Liked: Watching the Olympics with my family. 
Disliked: The horrible drivers who oddly enough were all in pick-ups! 
Found: A paperback copy of ‘The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo’ 
Skipped: Dessert 
Watched: Masterpiece Mystery! Sherlock 
Listened to: Broken Bells- After the Disco 
Sold: Look Again, by Richard Browner, Illustrated by Emma Landau and a Vintage Taylor & Ng Kitty-Katfish Cat Trivet by Win Ng 
Working on: My postcard prompt

Pardon my dust...

I seemed to have forgotten all about this little spot. Life became too hectic, or too calm? No, the former. All of a sudden I realized I needed a place to be again. So here I am.