viernes, 19 de diciembre de 2008

jueves, 18 de diciembre de 2008

MERRY CHRISTMAS!






You can see Ren, Stimpy, The Grinch and Santa through the window.



























viernes, 5 de diciembre de 2008

THE HORSE SKELETON


Every time I was going to Pichilemu, it was a part of the atraction. At the end of Nino's forrest, my grandpa, there was always a horse skeleton lying there.A part of our "reunion" with place was always to go through the forrest with aunt Marta. It was great to see the same old things there, the pines, the cypresses, the pass, and it was quite exciting to get to the end of it and to see that there it was, intact the skeleton of a horse.I never knew about its origin, to whom it belonged to, why it was there. I could say I considered it even emblematic. I was only 7 or 8 when my aunt took us, me and my brother and sister to see it. And we ran to get closeras if it was a sort of a pet that said hi to us every summer. Maybe, we even loved it.Time went by, I grew up, and it...was still there. In the same place, like making fun of me: "you are getting older and I am still the same". Nino started to sell the forrest, in parts, I mean plots of lands. That was the first sign everything was changing. Then, the inevitable: the law of the life did its thing and my grandpa passed away. It's stiil funny and unconfortable to me to go back there and see that georgeos land has now became into little towns or villages. There's even an evangelic church there. Anyhow. Years ago, being already married, I went through the forrest again, as a matter of fact, the part that still belong to the original forrest and of course my family. I went till the end of it, but the skeleton wasn`t there anymore. I wouldn't know how to describe what I felt, but I think a big part of mealso went away with that skeleton. It was a change. I was a pseudo way to tell me thing were different now.But last night I saw it. I saw it once more, in the same place, lying and resting, enjoying the frsh air of the coast. I would even say it blinked an eye to me. The only difference now it was that this time it was a dream I had.The advantage: I didn't have to pay my ticket for a bus, or travel by car, which gives me the hope that if I'm lucky I will be able to see it again.