Home sweet home.

-- Desde Mi iPhone

Music in my finger.

-- Desde Mi iPhone

Gaudi in my way....

I feel blessed to be able to watch that world marvel from day to day through my morning route.


-- Desde Mi iPhone

Rain

I can`t stand the rain
Against my window
Bringing back sweet memories
I can`t stand the rain
Against my window
Because here`s not here with me

Hey window pane
Do you remember
How sweet it used to be
When we were together
Everything was so grand
Now that we`ve parted
There`s one sound that I just can`t stand


-- Desde Mi iPhone

Good morning starshine...

Mediterranean light, a glass of red wine, birds flying on me, getting ready to go out to pick the warm bread for lunch. Unforgettable moments.


-- Desde Mi iPhone

Racing Moto 2 Silverstone

-- Desde Mi iPhone

Friday is the door to night, music, blank brains, lovely suppers, sweat, empty streets walking, good friends, intimate moments, secret wishpers and a lot of hope.

Wellcome all to my brand new Blog.

It is raining outside, and the sound of the waterdrops hitting my window are becoming somehow a rhythm pattern my musical brain is recording without even realize it. This grey days, blue in green as Miles Davies would play it, or say it. This grey days I was saying, with the sunlight filtering through the summer clouds and running away through its tiny holes. All together a simphony of shadows and colours that paint a wonderfull picture on the ancient stone walls of my house. The perfect sountrack surrounds its notes around the room while I hum the tune in silence.