
Hello Earthlings, how are you? Today I bring you the sowing of tomatoes, after a month of sowing the seeds or doing the transplanting, I had to make the furrows in the ground, as I mentioned before I do everything manually, this time I used the escardilla, which is very good for this, because I can leave the corridors reworked at once and pull the earth to create the hills as you can see in the first image I presented. To cheer me up I made 2 furrows and planted the small plants in those in the photo you can see other furrows that are in before and transverse to those of the tomato, there in those closest I have planted a chive that by the way is already sprouted.

pequeñas platas de tomates en el almacigo.

In the image below you can see the grooves from one side, and there they notice that the escardilla does another function and is to uproot the little brush and there it was removing it once and for all to the area where I make the comp or decomposition of organic matter for after a while to use as fertilizer, the camera doesn't help me much because I'm not used to it, I was also testing it because the one I had got damaged, this is a compact digital camera from the first ones that came out, I don't have the charger and I must borrow a universal one (there are thousands of problems in this country that I cannot solve due to lack of capital) but well always go ahead and make the effort to continue publishing more about the project: "Creating a Garden Without a Penny" ha ha ha, I'm from Venezuela and with that you must imagine how I fight against the current, everything happens here, which is a good scenario to learn in this life to get ahead, I always say "if it wasn't so difficult maybe this vine it was very boring "and look at that we go through things!


I helped several days in other plots, those of my sister-in-law and then in that of her husband, and then they lent me the motorized brush cutting machine, in half a day working very hard clean all that area, if it were continued cleaning with a machete it took a few 20 days, so helping them had their reward because I went ahead with that tool, I would like to buy one and thus save many hours of work, but they are expensive, about $ 200 and as you know it is Huerto without having a penny to invest, hahaha

The hawks were eating the insects that were there, they help me a little to control that, I thanked them before sitting down for a while to meditate and try to calm the mind, look if things have happened to me this week, but something that It has me thinking a lot is that domestic gas is not available, many people are cooking with firewood and in my house I do not have space to do it with firewood, and the gas that is left is little, and I have tried to buy a 10-kilo cylinder and nothing! some people take a month on the list and that if they spend all day there in front of the government company that distributes this vital domestic fuel, it is another nightmare that I must deal with, hahaha so I meditate as much as I can and so rest a The mind is little, as always being among nature helps me a lot: there in the area where I am hitting a strong breeze that makes me close my eyes and fly free with the wind, the air is pure because few vehicles pass and I am somewhat withdrawn from the people, I watch the birds fly and the singing of the birds create a concert that makes us easily forget the problems that plague us. And there I wrote a little short-winded poem.

La arboleda deja oír su canto, que con pequeñas estrofas rima aquel verso de colores, pues es un latido que repica frondoso, es allí cuando la espuma del agua baila coqueteando entre la nube que asoma un baño deseado por su amante, mientras ruega por ese beso refrescante.
Gotas, por favor besen al poeta, loco esta por sentir las caricias de tus labios murmurar su nombre en aquella tertulia de besos que tocaran la tierra, su corazón palpitante versa libre que la pluma amamanta y pide en las horas de silencio escuchar tu concierto besar los corazones.
When I navigate among the cotton candy where the wind takes me, a picturesque relief cools my face, he, with his eyes closed, is free drinking horizon on that path where the green elves turn a sigh that fills the ark of the heart.
The grove lets its song be heard, which rhymes that verse of colors with small stanzas, because it is a heartbeat that rings lushly, it is there when the foam of the water dances flirting among the cloud that appears a bathroom desired by his lover, while praying for that refreshing kiss.
Drops, please kiss the poet, he is crazy to feel the caresses of your lips murmuring his name in that gathering of kisses that will touch the earth, his beating heart is free that the pen suckles and asks in the hours of silence to listen to your concert kiss The hearts.

Ésto fue todo por hoy mis estimados terrícolas, gracias por leer las letras que les muestro con mucho cariño, nos vemos en el espejo y ya saben hagan bien sin mirar a quien.
After a good while in silence, the calmer heart allowed me to take the path that returns me to my home, after walking about 40 minutes I get home, they are two different worlds, the silence of a great concert and noise with my Loves, both have great things, but someday I would like to live there, retired from town, only I do not have an internet connection and I really love writing here.
This was all for today my dear earthlings, thank you for reading the letters that I show you with much affection, we see ourselves in the mirror and you know how to do well without looking at whom.
Joropo: for me it is the style of music that is played in the center of the country, where the creole lets that country song be heard, where the one that sets its rhythm is the birds and their chirping, because here it is like that, something quick and continuous, like the style of the central Venezuelan joropo, creole like the veguero is the bird that man sings and sings like his birds a joropo.
Nota-Note
Bilingüe: Que utiliza dos lenguas al mismo nivel o se hace en dos lenguas
Bilingual: That uses two languages ??at the same level or is done in two languages.

Camera: Panasonic lumix DMC-FZ50.
Lent: Leica 1: 2.8-3.7 / 7.4-88.8.
Location: Villa de Cura.
Original photographs of willsaldeno, I do not edit the photos, because I like to put only what I achieve with the camera and not something improved with an editor.

