With stretched cheats starts the first month of summer days late and I come on time for the calendar appointment capricious. A sun with purple and red lips trail hugs Lapland on a bright blue.
The blog was crying a new dress and what better time than right now that is folded out of the solstice to remove heavy curtains. They got rid of the seams corseted log columns and breathe for the first time in widescreen. Smells like spacious, green to purple thyme and lavender. A white magnolia. Open house smells.
And I think it's going to be a month of women. A month that began on Saturday with two friends and classmates at a dinner at five. Splendid, mature, happy, funny, intelligent. So different from when we were twelve years and as them yet. We and others still children themselves repeating stories of school and talks hit by the laughter on a Saturday blonde snuff smoke, rain intruding angry, crashing of ice, secrets sottovoce three in Madrid that dawned from the pinnacles of Jeronimos clean Sunday clothes.
And another woman was waiting for me on Monday. I've seen many times but this morning I would say that until he had washed his face (and will my dear and loving troublemaker with airs and tell me whether or not true). Rigorous profile, nineteen years, proudly showing her second pregnancy, that that it will not carry to term. With orange and red jacket and hair accurate. And the coral as an amulet useless against a difficult pregnancy. A pale, blond Italian (whose Ghirlandaio husband commissioned the painted after her death) seems poised to turn to look to the covers. Lean, noble, beautiful, serene, dignified ... With that assurance of fertile land. In the next room, Jason's wife, mother, conversely, death-giving mother, can not hold his gaze.
And within a week, another woman-giving women find their open space of purple and white, with free pages and pages accurate as accurate and free of other continue sailing to found Carthage. And one more will start a little further north from the south north of the north. And yet another, much closer, smile again (smiles) to recover your workspace, activity, life, family, herself. Two other fly across the Atlantic together and happy to be together, while Undine synesthesia draws and paints ... and writes, edits, turns on others and on themselves.
A little more to the right, the mother Eva mark of Cain will complain of overwork during the summer and higher up, she read with emphasis shifting to the edge of a lake volcanic and glacial. Meanwhile, well over left and pulling the thread, which shelters under her tiny skirt to a more purple enhancing child is while in the south, a watering Cadiz joys while another will fly over the sea and the Seville untwist her sewing thread . If they jump, they will find that in the Pitiusas, mother and daughter both named goddess, became involved with turquoise water and golden sand forming an indissoluble union of three true. On the opposite shore of the sea, the donna aria tested the insolent of his few years.
Passing the borders, in the Auvergne, the vengeful and righteous name you may be doing bags for a summer clear and known, closer. In Germany, most continue weaving poems and interviews.
The disc player will be making up as many again, interpret, sing, play, dream ...
Jacqueline du Pré (1945-1987) - Haydn. Cello Concerto in C major, Hob. VIIb: 1 I Allegro Moderato II Adagio III Allegro molto. Inglés Chamber Orchestra. DIRC.: Sir John Barbirolli, 1967. introuvable In Les Jacqueline du Pré . Emi, 1994
Cecilia Bartoli (1966). A moto di gioia , Mozart - Malinconia, nymph gentile, Bellini - Vi sono sposa e lover, Salieri, Boccherini. In The voice of fire. Decca, 2005
Alicia de Larrocha (1923-2009). Tango, Albeniz - Sonata in D major SR, 84, Soler - Cançó i dansa VI, Mompou. In Embrujo II. Decca, 1992
Sofia Gubaidulina (1931). Musical Toys: The woodpeecker, The echo, Forest Musiciens (Musical toys: the woodpecker, The Echo, Musicians in the forest). Diana Backer, piano. In Complete Works for Piano . Stradivarius, 2006 .
What can I say. I have left women in the fingers. Women proud of their sex and the reins of life in his hand. Alone with children or sharing with colleagues, friends, husbands, children, men.
And today, this time I would go for them in July alone. July is today because lunar and feminine.
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