Ak’abal — Spanish poetry
Si en un poema
te ofrecen un vaso de aguay al leerlo
sentis su frescuraquien te lo ofrece
se llama poetaHumberto Ak’abal
Si en un poema
te ofrecen un vaso de aguay al leerlo
sentis su frescuraquien te lo ofrece
se llama poetaHumberto Ak’abal
Our visit with my Mom a few weekends back has been a shining highlight of my stay here in Calgary. It was such a playful and joy-filled 3 days together. But as all good things, it came to an end far too quickly! * * * * Mom and slaDE~, 2 of my favourite people…
What a deepfreeze! The skies were blue but the temperatures of –20 Fahrenheit were enough to freeze one’s little sweet cheeks, if out for very long. Luckily we had a relatively painless car start (didn’t plug in our newly installed block heater last night. Doh!) and were in for a smooth drive and clear skies…
Within a months time span, slaDE and I have been blessed twice with the company of my Father w/hen he made a cross-country truck trip from home — Ontario. On Dad’s first visit, I was very tempted to travel back home with him. I’m feeling a bit homesick and weary of the Calgary winter, longing…