No name

I took this photo a few days after coming back from my grandmother´s burial, several months ago. And somehow, every time I see it, I remember her. You could think it is because of the cross made of the window frame, or because of the gravel in the vase, which are naturally linked to a burial. But I think it is because of the light and the peacefulness.

What does it evoke for you?

I know that the vase is not perfectly centered with the window frame, and yes, it could do with extra light for the stones...

Searching the web

I noticed that traffic has (modestly) increased in my blog as of lately, with quite a few visitors coming from the USA these days. I have no idea why. Nor how. I guess that I have been linked by somebody somewhere? Or people are searching the web for something and they stumbled upon this page?

By the way, the photo was taken in Windsor last Autumn.

Feliz 2010

Si alguien se acuerda de SuperLópez, éste es un auténtico CabezaCubo.

If someone deserves de name of BucketHead, this is the one.