A Hop, Skip and Jump Away. Never that far from the next move. Tuesday, November 1, 2011. Make sure you pack some leggings, hats, gloves and a warm coat as it gets pretty darn chilly during this event. If the Street Party do.

Saturday, August 20, 2011. Esta dirección lleva meses sin actualizarse! La dirección adecuada es bearshapedsphere. Gracias por visitar y comentar! Links to this post. Monday, March 7, 2011. Change your feeds to bearshapedsphere. Having finally moved physically from Barrio Brasil to República, and with the patient help of Pam Mandel from nerdseyeview. See you over there! Links to this post.

I ramble about a number of things - but travel experiences, movies and music feature prominently. See my label cloud for a better idea. It is a distraction, that really damages an otherwise less reported story.

The Art Institute of Chicago. The Great Spirit of Grand Falls. The truth comes out in Chicago. Horseback riding to a Lajitas sunrise. A day in the life.

The thoughts i think, but usually not for long. Jasmine hangs heavy in the air,. The flowers bruised, bleeding fragrance. Night-flying moths whirl, cascade,. Drunk with the promise of love. Shadow-hidden, veiled women pass. The hot sky is star-scattered. Water-carriers lay the dust,. Drops flying from sweeping hands. The men lie outside on cushions. Hookah smoke curling in lazy wreaths,. Oum Kalthoum sings of heartache and loss. Longing etched in every word.

Once upon a time there was a young dragon. She was a wild and fiery creature. Over time, the dragon grew up and she grew strong. In the warmth of family and friendship, and some heartaches, she learnt her beauty and her power. After a time, the dragon found a way and a time and set off to find the hawk. In the land of her birth, not far from the small town, she found her old friend. Although the hawk looked exactly the same, the dragon hardly recognised h.