Thursday, July 14, 2011

stone walls winding up

stone walls winding up
a stony hill to a small
granja made of stones

We have left the paved highway and the bus is bouncing along a dirt road that passes through fields and pastures with sheep and donkeys on one side and low hills full of stones on the other. This remote little farm with all the buildings and fences made of stone looks so isolated, but then I notice the mobile telephone tower on top of the hill and suddenly feel connected to the whole world.

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