In an era as sophisticated as we live, where to ART dances to special effects, I want to talk about special affection for those born inside yourself and vibrate with the other producing a kind of chord, according mysterious, that has nothing to do with the standard set by man, but rather, with what, with so much wisdom permanent nature whispers in his ear. I was always
affect the nature, land, to plants, trees, which need to be watered slowly and surely, like the special affection, to grow and endure.
Human beings, vegetables and plants have similar characteristics: they can be tough, thin, thick, flexible, some flowering and some do not and as for the fruit, although not all are so blatant, I would say the bond of affection that exists between nature and man, is the essence of the fruit. I remember as a child
went for a walk with my dad and he told me about the plants that we're watching: their names, how they were born and grew, what care needed each, until suddenly one caught my attention and I stopped before it that, although not particularly colorful, inspired me a lot of curiosity, admiration, a feeling hard to explain.
- "And is his name, Daddy?" I asked.
- "This is a rush, my dear, is a flexible plant stems, like all others, is exposed to possible inclement weather, excessive sun, storms, high winds ..."
... and I was thinking, "so fragile that it looks and there is stopped as resisting adversity, it seems that at any moment is going to break, but sometimes it bends, but never bends, but Rather, it maintains standing. How great, I thought. "
is true, plants and humans have common characteristics, so much so that sometimes we nicknamed appealing to a certain similarity that sometimes comes from the ancestors, and sometimes is LIFE dealing to convince us to take that nickname, first or last name which we have been in luck, and I mean just that: JUNCO
TRSZYNA in Russian TCHIN in its English version, LUIS
for friends, DAD for us, your daughters, grandfather Luis, ABELIS O BABA, as telling your grandchildren, and all pet name that you can assign.
For this JUNCO who turns 80 all BLISS, I say in unison the 4 Junco.
I wrote this for my dad when he was 80 years, today it is dedicated to his memory.
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