sábado, 30 de octubre de 2010

miércoles, 27 de octubre de 2010

Forgotten Language

Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?
 (Shel Silverstein) 



Socks with fingers :)

Dont you just love this socks? I do! They are colourful and original, dont you think?

martes, 21 de septiembre de 2010

Meet Elmo

Elmo is a furry red friend of mine with an orange nose. 
He is 3½ year... just like a certain cutie-pie i know and adore...
He has a little pet, a goldfish, named Dorothy... :)





I love him! and I wish you do too... :)

martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010

When i think of you... feels like butterflies in my head!! :X

ever wonder how a bubble about to explode looks like?