Nopales!

harvesting nopales in the pampas -video

Empathy/Empatía

Te amo Mami

Mi mejor amiga de toda la vida

Joy & thanks / Felicidad & agradecimiento

Mmmm

Ahhh... gardiners

Cookie

When you think...

Just when you think that you can't love someone more... you discover that YES, you can!

Flicka

Fiat Lux

Let there be light: and there was light

Builders´ love

Beef with Beef -part II

Interview by Gareth from Tourist 2 Townie

Beef with Beef -part I

Interview by Gareth from Tourist 2 Townie

9 !!!

Y.O.

Love you darling

Hug a swine

Te quiero en mi paraíso

Tus manos son mi caricia
mis acordes cotidianos
te quiero porque tus manos
trabajan por la justicia

Si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos

tus ojos son mi conjuro
contra la mala jornada
te quiero por tu mirada
que mira y siembra futuro

tu boca que es tuya y mía
tu boca no se equivoca
te quiero porque tu boca
sabe gritar rebeldía

si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos

y por tu rostro sincero
y tu paso vagabundo
y tu llanto por el mundo
porque sos pueblo te quiero

y porque amor no es aureola
ni cándida moraleja
y porque somos pareja
que sabe que no está sola

te quiero en mi paraíso
es decir que en mi país
la gente viva feliz
aunque no tenga permiso

si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos.

Mario Benedetti

I see you too

Cuando camino por la calle
y del brazo vas conmigo,
me vuelves loca,
y cuando siento el sonido de tu risa
que me envuelve de alegría,
me vuelves loca.

Me vuelves loca
cuando empiezo a ver que el día
se comienza a despedir
porque al llegar a nuestro cuarto,
la de cosas tan hermosas
que me empiezas a decir,
me vuelves loca.

Cuando me pides por favor,
que nuestra lámpara se apague,
me vuelves loca,
cuando transmites el calor
que hay en tus manos en las mías,
me vuelves loca.

My light

A brillar mi amor, vamos a brillar mi amor...

You can only shine when there´s a light.
I found my personal light in Havana, Cuba a couple of centuries ago. We met half way in the planet and I have to admit that it was a very wise idea from our teethless Angel Amber (I might bother you with her story another day). She was smart because otherwise we would have been walking upside down for the rest of our lives.

Yep, my light came from the other side of the world. An unexpected, impossible, magic encounter at a time in which I was just a sketch. A good old project.

He came to my life floating on a stream of soft music but I didn´t recognize him at first. It took me two or three mojitos and a strange request at the Malecón :
- Buy me a love song...

I´ve never done any of those things before but the night had been weird enough up to that moment so I did. I bought him a bolero. While the singers were playing bésame, bésame mucho, and as I was listening to his stories I realized that I was beginning to glow.
Me and the singers were pale phosphorus green glowing!

He told me he was the first of a bunch in a baby boomer family and that he grew up as a dirty road boy in a black neighborhood. I never knew until then that there was something called Midwest the size of my own country, Argentina. He smiled at my accent when I told him I was very "yurban" but he was kind enough not to laugh out loud when I took Chicago as a sleepy town in the middle of nowhere.

Then when he mimicked the way he used to call for buyers as a popcorn seller at the circus, Northern Lights of an unknown Aurora Borealis slowly bathed every single being around.
I think the singers vanished because they were just scared after that.

He went on softly speaking about his life as a traveler and as a blues band leader. I had to come closer to him because the more I shined the more he lowered his voice. He whispered things about his times as an air force secret language interpreter, as a political sciences researcher, as a director of some big company, as a cats lover.
It was passed midnight when he tried to reach for his sun glasses. He couldn´t find them so he closed his eyes and I had to grab his hand. And he kissed me.

I realized that we needed a shelter when a fluorescent Cuban passing by shouted at us:
- Hey you, get a room!I don´t know if he heard it or not. With his eyes still shut he said:
- Marry me...

I didn´t say yes immediately but I looked up and there were no more stars or moon. Instead, diamonds were hanging on our heads. I took that as a good sign.
And we married.

Time passed and we run many adventures together although much less that the ones awaiting. The stream of brilliant plasma around me never fades away when I´m with him. Well, in fact it happens to everybody near him. What reminds me,

Hey baby, tomorrow is your birthday
so what do you say if we go out and shine out the city my love?
Vamos?

Happy birthday baby!