tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-535982310581833032012-03-21T22:06:05.183+01:00itsujhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10043568644645537480noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53598231058183303.post-62091083751298784652011-11-17T20:13:00.001+01:002011-11-17T20:19:36.850+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iDa8mbb2lo0/TsVc8yLRSjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WQXkq9whTUM/s1600/626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iDa8mbb2lo0/TsVc8yLRSjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WQXkq9whTUM/s1600/626.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Un vuelo para volver al punto de partida...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/53598231058183303-6209108375129878465?l=reflejandoelmomento.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>itsujhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10043568644645537480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53598231058183303.post-32586385899462886182011-05-03T20:44:00.000+02:002011-05-03T20:44:20.310+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uIbJMF6ivMY/TcBMv31xbtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UOMiQB4mFCU/s1600/atardecer.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uIbJMF6ivMY/TcBMv31xbtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UOMiQB4mFCU/s320/atardecer.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="fr"><b>A los que contemplan la luna, las nubes, a veces, ofrecen una pausa.</b></div><div class="fr"><b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Matsuo Basho </span></b></div><span class="aut"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/53598231058183303-3258638589946288618?l=reflejandoelmomento.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>itsujhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10043568644645537480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53598231058183303.post-45441171999688374072011-04-14T07:08:00.000+02:002011-04-14T07:08:49.857+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SiHz2asEwpk/TaaBE-QCoOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PuO8g5FWteE/s1600/mariposa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SiHz2asEwpk/TaaBE-QCoOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PuO8g5FWteE/s320/mariposa.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Lo que la oruga interpreta como el fin del mundo es lo que el maestro denomina mariposa.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/53598231058183303-4544117199968837407?l=reflejandoelmomento.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>itsujhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10043568644645537480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53598231058183303.post-14614357430532520482011-03-23T17:30:00.000+01:002011-03-23T17:30:54.856+01:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BS3a0v76GQA/TYof6kAjw9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/y5c6f-IXhjw/s1600/caricias+de+agua.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BS3a0v76GQA/TYof6kAjw9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/y5c6f-IXhjw/s320/caricias+de+agua.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Quieta recibe la suave caricia del agua...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/53598231058183303-1461435743053252048?l=reflejandoelmomento.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>itsujhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10043568644645537480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53598231058183303.post-37032916065624844562011-03-18T20:25:00.001+01:002011-03-18T20:26:51.017+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-b3koF7_vvoA/TYOwlMYZgII/AAAAAAAAAFk/gnRdqcJ14oQ/s1600/granada+2011+794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-b3koF7_vvoA/TYOwlMYZgII/AAAAAAAAAFk/gnRdqcJ14oQ/s320/granada+2011+794.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Que bien huelen lo pinos cuando el sol los calienta</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>y que bien pasa el tiempo persiguiendo nubes en el cielo....</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #3d85c6;">(El último de la fila)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/53598231058183303-3703291606562484456?l=reflejandoelmomento.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>itsujhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10043568644645537480noreply@blogger.com2