domingo, 9 de marzo de 2008


One week ago, my six-year-old niece Carmela gave me a bunch of little mushrooms she had come across in the park. Carmela's mother, my beloved sister Pilar, said immediately those mushrooms were fairies. So I could make a wish. Of course, I did... Last new moon, the clear skies of love left its doors wide open.

*Dibujo de Carmela.

2 comentarios:

Rocio dijo...

This is the second comment on your blog ;-)...

I like this "Clear Skies of Love" piece, just a bit-bunch of words forming a bunch of universes.

I salute you!

Enrique Potter dijo...

Hi/Hola, Rocío:

Thank you very much for your comment.

Un beso,