I love to be surprised by a thunderstorm in the middle of a conversation with a cup of tea in that lovely Argentine café/bakery. And i love it even more to continue the conversation with another cup of tea, this time watching lightning through the windowpanes.
Such a beautiful/spectacular event. Quel éclair.
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1 comment:
No sabía que tenías blog, pero secretamente lo imaginaba...
Quería dejar mi saludo tb por acá, como lo hago en el Facebook y en el Msn cada vez que aparecés...
Cuál será el Argentinian café del que hablás...
Te quiero, estoy pro-melancolía hoy...
(son las 4.45 am, se nota?)...
Beso
eli
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