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In spring, the almond blossom competes in brilliance against the snow-crested peaks beyond. Suddenly, like a pencil line sharply delimiting the green lushness of this veritable oasis, the earth turns ochre-arid, supporting only the hardy olive. This is the presence and imagery that permeates the verse of its best-loved son and barb, Federico García Lorca: the viento verde of the undulating corn, long solitary walks through melancholy rain-filled afternoons, y el fondo un campo de nieve…home of the poet.
The silence is heavy with the presence of so much life in this household, by all accounts filled with voices, laughter and music. What conversations did Federico enjoy here with his sisters and his musical and literary friends? The poet himself was an accomplished pianist and Manuel de Falla was certainly among the most assiduous visitors here. There is the unavoidable feeling that everyone has stepped out, and will be back in a few minutes.
We were a cacophony of mostly female voices shouting our defiance to the heavens. And we dared the world not to listen.
As far as AGE goes, there are two things to remember: "You are as young as you feel" and "Be careful what you wish for"
There is a real story behind every beating heart, that fabulous organ of ours which literally is a life or death matter
A unique, rivetting, witty, and even hilarious account of the historic days immediately following the end of the 8-year negotiation for Spain's membership in the European Common Market: “It was difficult and freakish work.”
Conchita Burman on 17 February 1987: "During the last ten years, Carnival festivities banned under the Franco regime have been revived in Spain. Now it is greatly and widely celebrated; almost every city, town or village celebrates Carnival"
Mark Twin: "Against the assault of laughter, nothing can stand."
– Nowadays, the young and the young-at-heart fight against societal norms and traditions. And “commercial” holidays like Saint Valentine’s Day just don’t seem
"I guess I have a soft spot in my heart for government workers, like those Post Office employees who somehow passed civil service exams without being able to speak English! The work itself is so tedious and so time-sensitive and ultimately so boring and yet dangerous (just think of the pit bull terriers they have to deal with on their mail routes)"