The sky overhead was painfully blue as only the Madrid sky can be; not even a wisp of cloud blemished its blueness. The sun beat down on the pavement, blinding visitors and natives alike as they wandered about La Puerta del Sol, Madrid’s central square. 
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Month: March 2012
CHANGE OF PACE
I have no idea in what year I wrote the following (it is written on an electric 
typewriter therefore it’s from pre-computer times!) although I do remember that one day a silly phrase came to mind and I recalled the poem “The Jabberwocky” which I had read in junior high school.
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AS THE BIRD FLIES, SO COMETH THE SPRING
Today I found myself singing an oldie way back from 1957. Pat Boone was the crooner and the song When the Swallows Come Back to Capistrano. Boy! Does that bring back memories and fill the heart with nostalgia. All because in Salies it is time for the cranes to fly over on their migration back north and fly they did!
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Writing a life 