tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31259494661091244262024-03-18T17:32:49.833-07:00Un paraíso en la Montaña Central LeonesaLos valles de la Tercia y Arbas, el municipio de Villamanín y sus alrededoresRosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.comBlogger457125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-52736214831603754992024-03-18T17:32:00.000-07:002024-03-18T17:32:17.105-07:00Humuvia<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1QQnhkZq2Q-xeBc5VSdhL22aF5PSBsBdjJfHMC4r4XvYHlp89YGe7LFj805qV5ueKOQ3lQH7YUc7F1idwV5e3tFPKtWDysVYh_iSv6OX4rEPgS2ecdtLQGhXtdKaubyyrBcTg-Rg_yPiq2aTN7oezbYJJJFgaIqclxa_yMUIrwLbHuOlj9yc9hjTT2HM/s540/360_F_399286619_9e3tJ9ZAFsmyhOVBf8vZJ2rMKEdC9x98.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="540" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1QQnhkZq2Q-xeBc5VSdhL22aF5PSBsBdjJfHMC4r4XvYHlp89YGe7LFj805qV5ueKOQ3lQH7YUc7F1idwV5e3tFPKtWDysVYh_iSv6OX4rEPgS2ecdtLQGhXtdKaubyyrBcTg-Rg_yPiq2aTN7oezbYJJJFgaIqclxa_yMUIrwLbHuOlj9yc9hjTT2HM/w400-h266/360_F_399286619_9e3tJ9ZAFsmyhOVBf8vZJ2rMKEdC9x98.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: times;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Fran Mart</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">La humuvia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">ese aroma entrañable</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">que en los días lluviosos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">levanta en su caída</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">la memoria del agua.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">María Ángeles Pérez</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="150" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/S5lMmhu5zIc?si=nBBmhk2FxdfqgtQt" title="YouTube video player" width="200"></iframe> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;">Beethoven: Piano Sonata No. 31 in A-Flat Major, Op. 110 - 1. Moderato cantabile molto espressivo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-34892723643216991202024-03-14T10:30:00.000-07:002024-03-14T10:30:10.166-07:00...<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRG4eiOeT07y_XoQoucb1IiLIz3HQRYh1ggT82s0A3kAtqNiSa1xkoF7wI26Dsyqc8DxynXe_47BZeDluvtCz4quUcITRcoykpo6Z2lsTWjVGsQNMFBA8FprCQJZhE9S62GV_eL0Bf9pwf36uQ1Miw5fX_9UXi08_qCcqvV-o6l3hfaAL0RREtZwpQhY76/s750/gorri%C3%B3n%203.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRG4eiOeT07y_XoQoucb1IiLIz3HQRYh1ggT82s0A3kAtqNiSa1xkoF7wI26Dsyqc8DxynXe_47BZeDluvtCz4quUcITRcoykpo6Z2lsTWjVGsQNMFBA8FprCQJZhE9S62GV_eL0Bf9pwf36uQ1Miw5fX_9UXi08_qCcqvV-o6l3hfaAL0RREtZwpQhY76/w266-h400/gorri%C3%B3n%203.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Pequeño gorrioncillo, has sido dinosaurio.<br />Te doy las gracias<br />por ser ahora tan minúsculo.</span><p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">***</span></p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Un gorrioncillo muerto<br />pesa lo que un ángel en la mano:<br />como una montaña inmensa,<br />en el ánima.</span><p><span style="font-family: times;"><b>José Jiménez Lozano</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-19161037911629651072024-03-11T08:27:00.000-07:002024-03-11T08:27:59.046-07:00...<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsv0DYdqfUmLFBHRfxSD6biFwhxgWne6EzgsunBvpUJgmvNixVYt29KDwC_sRW3LYodaAOePBefhEdCM7ggX79TFOz01zOLkCMszP0bqbBlnDD36XdMosDO_NF9nPo8x00CbjPDEicfZrUCxuTM2t8Flp-MrWYbrgZF0bZDLFSSK5Ho1GzVzK9Z-DWq1kF/s763/Cielo%20estrellado.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="763" data-original-width="540" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsv0DYdqfUmLFBHRfxSD6biFwhxgWne6EzgsunBvpUJgmvNixVYt29KDwC_sRW3LYodaAOePBefhEdCM7ggX79TFOz01zOLkCMszP0bqbBlnDD36XdMosDO_NF9nPo8x00CbjPDEicfZrUCxuTM2t8Flp-MrWYbrgZF0bZDLFSSK5Ho1GzVzK9Z-DWq1kF/w283-h400/Cielo%20estrellado.gif" width="283" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">Qué son esas cosas</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Que brillan en el cielo? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Pregunté a mi mamá. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Abejas, me contestó. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Desde entonces, cada noche, </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">Mis ojos comen miel».</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: times;"><div style="text-align: center;">Humberto Ak'abal</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-83459548238908683782024-03-09T12:53:00.000-08:002024-03-10T09:08:18.089-07:00Fontiveros<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimToKKqdSQ8vpesl5Upfh0g0-etpKGGTjPGOLdfcjUftyuDyLpW_vg0cMv3BnOlozl5GpUF85clTTn73SS3Lc3cr9bH49aGRuYDc-myYTiK8zndxUqOHR9mILTZo9NpQz9k-sYrMN5LjHSF_8nrDgQ_JI2B3kkMs5SiWSpiL6Ibd128HfogLiQ_m7Ukr7u/s845/cache_13235758.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="845" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimToKKqdSQ8vpesl5Upfh0g0-etpKGGTjPGOLdfcjUftyuDyLpW_vg0cMv3BnOlozl5GpUF85clTTn73SS3Lc3cr9bH49aGRuYDc-myYTiK8zndxUqOHR9mILTZo9NpQz9k-sYrMN5LjHSF_8nrDgQ_JI2B3kkMs5SiWSpiL6Ibd128HfogLiQ_m7Ukr7u/w400-h284/cache_13235758.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">José Luis Herrero, <i>Fontiveros</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;">En su obra <i>El Mudejarillo, </i>el gran escritor José Jiménez Lozano narra cómo san Juan de la Cruz describe de niño lo que hay en su pueblo, Fontiveros, cuando los chicos de Arévalo, donde se traslada con su familia, le preguntan.</div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">En un capítulo de <i>El Mudejarillo</i>, titulado <i>Paisaje,</i> Jiménez Lozano escribe así:</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">"(…) y le preguntaban los muchachos de Arévalo que cómo era su pueblo de niño: Fontiveros</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">-Pues un pueblo- decía el niño.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pero que estaba lleno de cosas y tenía la torre y la iglesia, las campanas, la cigüeña, la plaza y las calles, los palacios, las casas y los nagüelas; los corrales, los cobertizos, los establos, los zaguanes, los portales, las puertas, los portones, las portadas, las puertas traseras, los portillos, las portezuelas, los canceles, las ventanas, las claraboyas, las gateras, los miradores, las celosías, los balcones, los ojos de buey; las verjas, las rejas, las vallas, los aleros, las chimeneas, los salientes, los colgadizos, los huertos, las huertas, las bardas, los cigüeñales, los arrabales, las cijas, las ovejas, los perros, los asnos, las mulas, los bueyes, los caballos, las vacas, las terneras, los corderos, las cabras, los cabritillos, las gallinas, los gallos, los pollitos, los conejos, las palomas, las torcaces, los dormideros, los mochuelos, los aguiluchos, las alondras, los tordos, las perdices, las codornices, las garzas, las avutardas (…) Y así hasta citar los cientos de cosas que había en su pueblo.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">-¿Y cómo se llama tu pueblo?</div><div style="text-align: justify;">-Fontiveros</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">-¿Y cómo va a haber tantas cosas en tu pueblo, si es más pequeño que Arévalo?</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Y el niño respondía:</div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">-No sé".</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><a href="https://www.aceprensa.com/cultura/la-tarea-de-escribir-implica-soledad-rumia-pensare/">José Jiménez Lozano </a></b><span style="font-family: times;">(Langa, Ávila, 13 de mayo de 1930-Valladolid, 9 de marzo de 2020) </span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><br />Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-2982767822917358002024-03-08T12:46:00.000-08:002024-03-08T12:46:41.330-08:00...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrzYXQhGrrbgBt-7N-gX4SK_R-Ol4IHndWmRzG37mWd07XiTa1_dspjf5g0hOGycX-v4hCaKdVe8BD2LRGu_EtLZqWq_0MOgTkESWW7mnQ7FcAkQQEiBqExMfTLcwsuOiQIfWNP8XbnY2-h5GWX8sq6axlWnlUBC26BIpS6zA8cCExLqFltPA8Lg3Tg_rD/s1920/Invierno%203.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1278" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrzYXQhGrrbgBt-7N-gX4SK_R-Ol4IHndWmRzG37mWd07XiTa1_dspjf5g0hOGycX-v4hCaKdVe8BD2LRGu_EtLZqWq_0MOgTkESWW7mnQ7FcAkQQEiBqExMfTLcwsuOiQIfWNP8XbnY2-h5GWX8sq6axlWnlUBC26BIpS6zA8cCExLqFltPA8Lg3Tg_rD/w266-h400/Invierno%203.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">Asómate a la ventana y mira cada mañana hasta dónde llegan las nubes.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-4380656963779145022024-03-07T13:31:00.000-08:002024-03-07T13:31:51.932-08:00...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtKFUsTaLkeU7PQIJWDuhJ7sgh090BKW0EqVKzfiUg5SZizkM49V443IbL5pnfkjVXR97N4_p8xv8o5tCNPyrwFWLOyi6N36Ar9oASNW_MzPT2DmAb69pA22hJ1ac-unsORv8VedEbNEQTmeLndrCA3oYFfMBgcmTSkLnnCYHKxs-_jLKBeu6DE1ehst3a/s1024/Nieve%2077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="641" data-original-width="1024" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtKFUsTaLkeU7PQIJWDuhJ7sgh090BKW0EqVKzfiUg5SZizkM49V443IbL5pnfkjVXR97N4_p8xv8o5tCNPyrwFWLOyi6N36Ar9oASNW_MzPT2DmAb69pA22hJ1ac-unsORv8VedEbNEQTmeLndrCA3oYFfMBgcmTSkLnnCYHKxs-_jLKBeu6DE1ehst3a/w400-h250/Nieve%2077.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><i>El silencio es un oasis del espíritu.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Benedicto XVI</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-79667358810398953262024-03-04T12:28:00.000-08:002024-03-04T12:28:33.073-08:00Lois<p></p><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_0Bzg2JFcHtpafmyJlQDaHpWE6bpudOAF9lrdHUHncjc6PtdfjUzJiAiEbK9O_Tab2Ea4g0z8PJMCn2myONqKmwNfkHRq_yEsVjuZoqGZFYmeEip7JhIcidFaXHY4A0ogBIMmROxKMEGnhVsxnsIb0a-aUkXHyXFrhYgEjNQIFP7jGneCIhAKGzNy0ad/w400-h300/Lois.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">La Catedral de la montaña, Lois, Crémenes, León</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;">Iglesia parroquial (imagen M.Pellitero)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Lois, localidad del municipio de Crémenes, en la Montaña Oriental Leonesa.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/h0i7S_LIONg?si=gs9NiYQVVo7AMkYw" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Arvo Pärt: Kanon Pokajanen.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Una composición coral de Arvo Pärt, con el texto del "Canon de Arrepentimiento a nuestro Señor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Jesucristo".</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/DQEvOcrBcI4?si=LP3bf9BBsNymaDPr" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Rodrigo Martínez, "Lo que baja del cueto" (1/2) - Si la nieve</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-9044916671512593472024-02-28T14:11:00.000-08:002024-03-07T21:09:03.875-08:00Génesis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLDrtzYczCpJHZuwu2PPfwqVPiEp7sYIyp9WHX6z48pKsnzNAtQGZLl-YDxwjFuKWdyD6HH29GeJWm1ySjte36awnEwg1jSPJXQAIDBQ95cnc-EXUhzx9x5HWrkUNcYIr-sCixpOcgVOE_gCYTui9NZfeHMNHUAVDUlcfztqyedPa_TSnTaDmBVttUmmys/s500/Nieve%20008.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="271" data-original-width="500" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLDrtzYczCpJHZuwu2PPfwqVPiEp7sYIyp9WHX6z48pKsnzNAtQGZLl-YDxwjFuKWdyD6HH29GeJWm1ySjte36awnEwg1jSPJXQAIDBQ95cnc-EXUhzx9x5HWrkUNcYIr-sCixpOcgVOE_gCYTui9NZfeHMNHUAVDUlcfztqyedPa_TSnTaDmBVttUmmys/w400-h216/Nieve%20008.webp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9RN9XGWo_CWnPieS8zbwyb-tGlmCwf6MS96O0kCcX4_bbuEB5wAPmK6_VJ4xv7xIsRUOrD0oPXr-_nEJA5uMDD1wzKcFF4JW9MNbKrmFeKiRwt8Mdhc86jlGXjA_HYLdumOOEP0HybxJgHjAPAwKoLDNb63b5x_YmqalWL2MGKJw6LnCG5yh9dpb4MG5/s6000/DSC01403.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9RN9XGWo_CWnPieS8zbwyb-tGlmCwf6MS96O0kCcX4_bbuEB5wAPmK6_VJ4xv7xIsRUOrD0oPXr-_nEJA5uMDD1wzKcFF4JW9MNbKrmFeKiRwt8Mdhc86jlGXjA_HYLdumOOEP0HybxJgHjAPAwKoLDNb63b5x_YmqalWL2MGKJw6LnCG5yh9dpb4MG5/w400-h266/DSC01403.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">Mientras dure la tierra no han de faltar</span></div></div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">siembra y cosecha, frío y calor, verano e invierno, noche y día.<br /><br />Génesis 8:22</span><div><br /></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWKr7uV5CuJQc5VJs65IFFKw7qVPz4zbZpclN6vErE0bXrVAKyK_s9GsB6rH1MW4Qi7k2PIqJefyJaqYnd7SylKZ91uv0EzdVL9nKW3R-Dghi-L4B-ECq5uTYpczXM22w25HSiJAzbp6LrtbukOt3vOV3a7g1exKxbI17R-hY4xIHEAdm8X4bgSIWiIOWY/s500/Hojas%200033.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="342" data-original-width="500" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWKr7uV5CuJQc5VJs65IFFKw7qVPz4zbZpclN6vErE0bXrVAKyK_s9GsB6rH1MW4Qi7k2PIqJefyJaqYnd7SylKZ91uv0EzdVL9nKW3R-Dghi-L4B-ECq5uTYpczXM22w25HSiJAzbp6LrtbukOt3vOV3a7g1exKxbI17R-hY4xIHEAdm8X4bgSIWiIOWY/w400-h274/Hojas%200033.webp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/b7QIq44hiMI?si=imva445YOOy_he3P" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">J. S. Bach:<i> Goldberg Variations</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><br /></i></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-49983686552282247072024-02-26T15:16:00.000-08:002024-02-26T15:47:51.754-08:00...<p style="text-align: justify;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_CNjdup1lIfTI18jKQ8sH0Eu2OLE5N2xBirsC4UxZ1gzJ_lOV_dDp6kfV5II4AD0DHwk4koI9Y7kumiKqN6Cq7cDorwBzisVfoQphbCl_c2xdN0QKYY8PHdLanb8CvBeDiUkPSCr9yvpeOxGhv6gSgfQI3LTGyR-DKamAjqg3oPmGoisQiXEs14RSu2DU/s462/33d09b7b59e2294e03981c4249ea31f183afc4c4_hq.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="259" data-original-width="462" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_CNjdup1lIfTI18jKQ8sH0Eu2OLE5N2xBirsC4UxZ1gzJ_lOV_dDp6kfV5II4AD0DHwk4koI9Y7kumiKqN6Cq7cDorwBzisVfoQphbCl_c2xdN0QKYY8PHdLanb8CvBeDiUkPSCr9yvpeOxGhv6gSgfQI3LTGyR-DKamAjqg3oPmGoisQiXEs14RSu2DU/w400-h224/33d09b7b59e2294e03981c4249ea31f183afc4c4_hq.gif" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">El sol tiene el tuteo fácil y la lluvia es voluntariosamente distante. La nieve es más bien tímida aunque ocupe todo el espacio, lo que saben hacer tan bien los tímidos. </span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times;">Christian Bobin, <i>La presencia pura</i></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/n37bNmVggtU?si=05WYAmOumZmVZu38" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;">Arvo Pärt: <i>Spiegel im Spiegel</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><i><br /></i></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-20707863208264577202024-01-29T14:46:00.000-08:002024-02-14T08:49:59.004-08:00...<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhERXOfcEAG_ZjxWipIJXj8dYHKAEqJPs5LXU1o8m2o3pxAW_tgQiBZvmYmS8eTo8qwE3Ku_7im7cSemjPJJWPTee9Iyh87bpNS9vnHUIbxQEpepD6NdArLgyMmZGqoxbWNdZVvwY6ahX2fWYJAbUgc0uQ89BFpIIjAf4DOiawhmWdnVnYJsK0Z3FqGbQWU/s1280/Copo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhERXOfcEAG_ZjxWipIJXj8dYHKAEqJPs5LXU1o8m2o3pxAW_tgQiBZvmYmS8eTo8qwE3Ku_7im7cSemjPJJWPTee9Iyh87bpNS9vnHUIbxQEpepD6NdArLgyMmZGqoxbWNdZVvwY6ahX2fWYJAbUgc0uQ89BFpIIjAf4DOiawhmWdnVnYJsK0Z3FqGbQWU/w360-h640/Copo.jpg" width="360" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Basta ver bien lo que se ve, y se verá lo que no se ve.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Jorge Guillén</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/6UadEvSJMrQ?si=mDK8kLGMIo4S_tnq" title="YouTube video player" width="400"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Arvo Pärt: My Heart's in Highlands (Mi corazón está en las Tierras Altas)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><h1 class="style-scope ytd-watch-metadata" style="-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; 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<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/896231378?h=66672d7d53" width="300"></iframe></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-31826982709997190992024-01-05T08:34:00.000-08:002024-01-05T08:34:21.072-08:00Siguieron la estrella...<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7MFtTmhmYivBPkUMk43W9vyT-o6SEaB5AZRNFj76vAGspYDA_lPs-IJEeZubZxwxKao5g3qXLi87Gir4bZqOR41Pu5So16VeSkIUZTcXWM8L2GQjiVJJfXzzon6XD0Vmx4oM6jWalFGvTYcZupxPp_ugp_ng2uwwu99Gt3Fch5euYHFy8WzD5BnCS40x/s1560/Estrella%20de%20Belen.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1452" data-original-width="1560" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7MFtTmhmYivBPkUMk43W9vyT-o6SEaB5AZRNFj76vAGspYDA_lPs-IJEeZubZxwxKao5g3qXLi87Gir4bZqOR41Pu5So16VeSkIUZTcXWM8L2GQjiVJJfXzzon6XD0Vmx4oM6jWalFGvTYcZupxPp_ugp_ng2uwwu99Gt3Fch5euYHFy8WzD5BnCS40x/w200-h186/Estrella%20de%20Belen.png" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ay4uy-jkT-8TUMBe1fbW2rVfnP-0OsStbbxnQXd6Jvsxy7DtywHbDTV8RFoJEL0Qfd4YIZGo2MNItoACxjQQ69t_gywE1UOnJcrdY4PtIS4tcZN-aBcmo-u5_QA5FwqHwjyxv61NCtsQslDn5V47kBdqzb_NJXBzq68IMhJvOrxxx4H8ocys-msDpcWf/s1374/IMG_9886.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="916" data-original-width="1374" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ay4uy-jkT-8TUMBe1fbW2rVfnP-0OsStbbxnQXd6Jvsxy7DtywHbDTV8RFoJEL0Qfd4YIZGo2MNItoACxjQQ69t_gywE1UOnJcrdY4PtIS4tcZN-aBcmo-u5_QA5FwqHwjyxv61NCtsQslDn5V47kBdqzb_NJXBzq68IMhJvOrxxx4H8ocys-msDpcWf/w400-h266/IMG_9886.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Belén, Catedral de León, Navidad 2023<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWMAZ3Efg4y093IMFqTthfNXT4qYwSRV1aCGo_k2_TgF9bQcNmUmv9sed-kRuqhSxC3Ddnt8IPKYCEXrhUTIfQaKGJRGdLR64_tzWu9Tf7oDTSg9M9SsVyqi15c3aUaFhboZroJPicz4IvOkcn_lOsynrmW6o6LNOUmKG50dVjlQDKhQ3baW_oWXWpbFrh/s707/d0e4c4009848fe663fc9ed2ba10b478d.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="707" data-original-width="563" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWMAZ3Efg4y093IMFqTthfNXT4qYwSRV1aCGo_k2_TgF9bQcNmUmv9sed-kRuqhSxC3Ddnt8IPKYCEXrhUTIfQaKGJRGdLR64_tzWu9Tf7oDTSg9M9SsVyqi15c3aUaFhboZroJPicz4IvOkcn_lOsynrmW6o6LNOUmKG50dVjlQDKhQ3baW_oWXWpbFrh/w319-h400/d0e4c4009848fe663fc9ed2ba10b478d.jpg" width="319" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">«El bien vencerá en el mundo, aunque el mal haga más ruido» </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Benedicto XVI</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/j-2FZksLNwo?si=Y99UwbEcpeGKjkqU" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Pueri Concinite (Un Niño ha nacido),</i> Hermanas de Santo Tomás de Aquino</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="200" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/cPr-BNj4rCM?si=kR3WlidkSrL7wiO-" title="YouTube video player" width="250"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Los Reyes Magos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Joaquín Díaz</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¡Feliz noche y día de Reyes!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-9955259029217472202023-12-24T07:59:00.000-08:002023-12-24T07:59:22.840-08:00Al nacimiento de Cristo, nuestro Señor<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvT4r4JIjQi5-85sexzjstmff1TVBoB6C3rpYEsGJVUT_G1YboLmaM-ULRSPRnPvPAjYfJGg21vOA2VDPMkaQfEWNePBaH1HbmX1txzpOCs4aeEc0TAWOWT3AuT_6cg3ElQCxYpANTH4UtAjCZsXL6wA7qJtnUJFtXTWeWfNjubi7NLuOfY1aCLziqhXMj/s750/bottom.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="750" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvT4r4JIjQi5-85sexzjstmff1TVBoB6C3rpYEsGJVUT_G1YboLmaM-ULRSPRnPvPAjYfJGg21vOA2VDPMkaQfEWNePBaH1HbmX1txzpOCs4aeEc0TAWOWT3AuT_6cg3ElQCxYpANTH4UtAjCZsXL6wA7qJtnUJFtXTWeWfNjubi7NLuOfY1aCLziqhXMj/w400-h225/bottom.gif" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv1GNe8q1gv6UzTL23XNPX-QLMSlD3GYkhfZwPXuuUDS2jx9fEs_AvhW6aGBxju2ZF07OIdMaG6DGTqfspDglsUcDExn-ah0aPwn8Y5jBposjf03W323qrUr4_2SGrCq9BNE3mqodhZUfBICwn1R-Mu_LBzwC6Nxx3UvRM1EVum_rakeld8cY4pIHXghHS/s514/feb9d161bcde12fc86d033b18d02e9d4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="514" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv1GNe8q1gv6UzTL23XNPX-QLMSlD3GYkhfZwPXuuUDS2jx9fEs_AvhW6aGBxju2ZF07OIdMaG6DGTqfspDglsUcDExn-ah0aPwn8Y5jBposjf03W323qrUr4_2SGrCq9BNE3mqodhZUfBICwn1R-Mu_LBzwC6Nxx3UvRM1EVum_rakeld8cY4pIHXghHS/w400-h311/feb9d161bcde12fc86d033b18d02e9d4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Caído se le ha un Clavel</span><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">hoy a la Aurora del seno:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¡qué glorioso que está el heno,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">porque ha caído sobre él! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Cuando el silencio tenía</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">todas las cosas del suelo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">y, coronada del yelo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">reinaba la noche fría,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">en medio la monarquía</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">de tiniebla tan cruel </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">caído se le ha un Clavel,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">hoy a la Aurora del seno:</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¡qué glorioso que está el heno,</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">porque ha caído sobre él! </span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">De un solo Clavel ceñida,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">la Virgen, Aurora bella, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">al mundo se lo dio, y ella</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">quedó cual antes florida;</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">a la púrpura caída </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">sólo fue el heno fiel. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Caído se le ha un Clavel, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">hoy a la Aurora del seno:</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¡qué glorioso que está el heno,</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">porque ha caído sobre él! </span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">El heno, pues, que fue dino, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">a pesar de tantas nieves,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">de ver en brazos tan leves </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">este rosicler divino </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">para su lecho fue lino, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">oro para su dosel. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Caído se le ha un Clavel, </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">hoy a la Aurora del seno:</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¡qué glorioso que está el heno,</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">porque ha caído sobre él! </span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: times;"><b>Luis de Góngora y Argote</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><b><br /></b></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="200" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/l_i1FubuawU?si=p1LRVVFx1RMabnRf" title="YouTube video player" width="250"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;">Noche de Paz</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;">¡Feliz Navidad!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-7111081616823472132023-11-27T15:20:00.000-08:002023-11-27T15:20:04.158-08:00El milagro fugaz del liquidámbar<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK3XcE6IZOlDymJ7d_iYErDbKXfqNCJyT1I2muCYimwns2eUqN1pPq3pjp7V5E1XqanXe8r4D7rTUVCX-FUPyHBCcvsSgEzkeJSlFC2-TX8yRGdKk9nWAiOVHU2l84GZqFZvA46dY-MFL_6CHmihP78RB2PnO133I8ft1uFb-_vX-DdflksHOAy8zEO_p8/s991/liquid31-b3861284a1ff8a16e015891526345086-640-0.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="991" data-original-width="500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK3XcE6IZOlDymJ7d_iYErDbKXfqNCJyT1I2muCYimwns2eUqN1pPq3pjp7V5E1XqanXe8r4D7rTUVCX-FUPyHBCcvsSgEzkeJSlFC2-TX8yRGdKk9nWAiOVHU2l84GZqFZvA46dY-MFL_6CHmihP78RB2PnO133I8ft1uFb-_vX-DdflksHOAy8zEO_p8/w322-h640/liquid31-b3861284a1ff8a16e015891526345086-640-0.jpg" width="322" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Q</b></span>ué milagro, en noviembre, el liquidámbar.<br />Qué espesa algarabía de colores<br />ante los que, buscándoles un nombre,<br />el idioma se desespera. Cómo<br />se levanta, bandera de alegría,<br />en medio de las sombras finales del otoño.<br /><br />Pero si lo celebro aquí no es sólo<br />por esas pinceladas de belleza;<br />también, y sobre todo,<br />porque sabe ser fiel a su destino<br />haciendo su papel de liquidámbar<br />sin embrollar el mundo,<br />sin buscar su felicidad en otra cosa,<br /> sin preguntarse nunca como un mezquino humano<br />si merecen la pena<br />once meses de vida oscurecida,<br />anónima entre todos los árboles del río,<br />por dos o tres semanas de milagro.<br /><br /><br />Miguel d' Ors, de <i>Viaje de invierno</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-68750999131007933162023-11-17T12:11:00.000-08:002023-11-17T12:25:12.963-08:00De todos ...<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8MMBYR3RCcvOp4l0g07nGFx2Z8eiYwc2y1Q0rqbsvm_fJqhNN2vhsTIH7buURYEF9ySdMYhPMnxZo9rmAkUMZmd5Jo0CGXfIGN3v-rK2wBTt6xAoFoB69zPGOo8pfCFzcUfgRKfczYbPPV1Ty6gJEutb6GZEYpiKGa91NEz3tFAa6AniBmcUIuxwqxc6e/s750/tumblr_eac7bb19560146a6c452bdacbaac94da_38435c46_1280.jpg"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8MMBYR3RCcvOp4l0g07nGFx2Z8eiYwc2y1Q0rqbsvm_fJqhNN2vhsTIH7buURYEF9ySdMYhPMnxZo9rmAkUMZmd5Jo0CGXfIGN3v-rK2wBTt6xAoFoB69zPGOo8pfCFzcUfgRKfczYbPPV1Ty6gJEutb6GZEYpiKGa91NEz3tFAa6AniBmcUIuxwqxc6e/w400-h269/tumblr_eac7bb19560146a6c452bdacbaac94da_38435c46_1280.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7YkfhHGhuHrExVTMH30dQNxdgqZbSP5uTyQdav-zhA0BZIleankCTqjee3bg9tICKOFEIrx4Nf99AA_dos0doBp69rnaZ_xle6eZiPszysP5O88kdExgrmBEscij2AALxKEFqhkBZ8y9h3MViVlSLdeXJ63EzozZ0shqNz4Qi433VfWrFPBhDEPvtUkG/s600/Agua%2033.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="600" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7YkfhHGhuHrExVTMH30dQNxdgqZbSP5uTyQdav-zhA0BZIleankCTqjee3bg9tICKOFEIrx4Nf99AA_dos0doBp69rnaZ_xle6eZiPszysP5O88kdExgrmBEscij2AALxKEFqhkBZ8y9h3MViVlSLdeXJ63EzozZ0shqNz4Qi433VfWrFPBhDEPvtUkG/w400-h266/Agua%2033.webp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ti86sgmUyWKDB2Ok2tw2HTOFXFXBvQ0g1psYYv35JHqQ5qsWDXIlJLiMxfnSEyAeOFki0cfTulJS0lAocQfp_1biAcOEWojwkr4GtfuqUmsOjHqfbDcxNFBZ0d04fiWhc9igJaqWWf-8_27u5lmhLQp4H6xhd3jZVtL77Q60hpmCzWbNA0HlEkFU0eox/s750/Agua.webp"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ti86sgmUyWKDB2Ok2tw2HTOFXFXBvQ0g1psYYv35JHqQ5qsWDXIlJLiMxfnSEyAeOFki0cfTulJS0lAocQfp_1biAcOEWojwkr4GtfuqUmsOjHqfbDcxNFBZ0d04fiWhc9igJaqWWf-8_27u5lmhLQp4H6xhd3jZVtL77Q60hpmCzWbNA0HlEkFU0eox/w400-h225/Agua.webp" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><i>De todos los milagros, el del agua.</i></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Ángel Campos Pámpano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/wKBgdn6nNko?si=aYFZ0pLo1ZdJ5gLZ" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;">Concierto del Signor Vivaldi / RV 292 en fa mayor (Copia manuscrita de Pisendel)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-37548080236007861172023-11-04T17:41:00.001-07:002024-03-02T10:00:22.557-08:00Otoño<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="705" data-original-width="564" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tLEo_xTkmeASyCQ_pYMVwWYskubiravDNOg94QHTO8zGkt92JuXk6RCvhZhvSggj8QqSXKcsAT2ZLU6JGIAjUntJWX_av2zJ3mVqjSYKMCoDxv-Xtz1uyDFtPUH8EzoSJes0vow1CswwBdEtXgFSCJEQi8FU7upo4oUgnOCAZ8BJxlna2YvOuClbFZ8k/w320-h400/8b3f2e150d68ef3868fe91689cfe3f9e.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¿Qué dirá el viento</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">cuando se acaben</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">las hojas?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1599" data-original-width="899" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRgIcLiodciOw__LxQMZy1iwfFATJTkUd7KS2nb4NgvKmR59PNiqO8PCX13T0fV-aiu2eZ9CAkcNsQPkuJuO-OQHddfZfGWyPich7Ql5H3ht4_qkhWsGuPOSFvMXSw66iU1YjRabBbetCuWXys2Z3GAUi8bD2w6_lkQ9-jgxUSTYafmJibAaj8sBKOike_/w360-h640/7a7cfbf7-deb0-4c8a-a477-413732397c7c.jpg" width="360" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="text-align: left;">"Noviembre, dichoso mes,</span><br style="text-align: left;" /><span style="text-align: left;">que entra con Todos los Santos,</span><br style="text-align: left;" /><span style="text-align: left;">media con santa Isabel</span><br style="text-align: left;" /><span style="text-align: left;">y sale con san Andrés".</span><br style="text-align: left;" /><br style="text-align: left;" /><br style="text-align: left;" /><span style="text-align: left;">"Por todos los Santos, nieve en los altos; por San Andrés, por los pies".</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-29775674088833949452023-01-10T13:05:00.000-08:002023-01-10T13:05:08.373-08:00...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAAG4YGc3bqu1fhJq_Ypx1TcwySx4xe6OVjigDzLUmxIjnYGKBYM1_hzWknVSr475XXfcuGu64foDnxXGwuznKlT4-AU8_KUrgz894rJO72_OTKgYy1W7RZNb_VwDDaaH9TUKw1EWAPRRFcfz2UUlcl7uZ8Rs_pOb8ehxkEXyiyhhjGAddxyZuj81wQ/s500/94cdc91984efa8461ccc09e0743726b2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="500" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAAG4YGc3bqu1fhJq_Ypx1TcwySx4xe6OVjigDzLUmxIjnYGKBYM1_hzWknVSr475XXfcuGu64foDnxXGwuznKlT4-AU8_KUrgz894rJO72_OTKgYy1W7RZNb_VwDDaaH9TUKw1EWAPRRFcfz2UUlcl7uZ8Rs_pOb8ehxkEXyiyhhjGAddxyZuj81wQ/w400-h224/94cdc91984efa8461ccc09e0743726b2.gif" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">La lluvia dice cosas que la nieve calla.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Andrés Trapiello</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-12667617345185125132023-01-05T16:05:00.000-08:002023-01-05T16:05:43.124-08:00Reyes Magos<p> </p><p><b style="background-attachment: initial; 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background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #424242; font-family: gotham-book; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-size-adjust: 100%; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></b></div><b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #424242; font-family: gotham-book; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-size-adjust: 100%; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4uATcUXtbvsur9sN-ixz4HJz2rJi8LpKB2QixPR6cUYbGObR4522S5x4JxpMqrVG3vyTxYl9zlJzFu1fQb03LZVSccfgOMcFYio7_Cud3UmQ_QsNRmMGlqF8gvmUJRYeSR7GpQKuMv7YvRByLmduvzXd92Y1lt8kTmL7rUxPf8RL4Uxz6-jpdmbaUQ/s600/f059e4751d54e8b214151c10c603f951.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="600" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4uATcUXtbvsur9sN-ixz4HJz2rJi8LpKB2QixPR6cUYbGObR4522S5x4JxpMqrVG3vyTxYl9zlJzFu1fQb03LZVSccfgOMcFYio7_Cud3UmQ_QsNRmMGlqF8gvmUJRYeSR7GpQKuMv7YvRByLmduvzXd92Y1lt8kTmL7rUxPf8RL4Uxz6-jpdmbaUQ/w400-h258/f059e4751d54e8b214151c10c603f951.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></b></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;">Villancico de la falta de fe</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Luis Rosales)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">La estrella es tan clara que</div><div style="text-align: center;">no todo el mundo la ve.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el cielo hay una estrella</div><div style="text-align: center;">nueva y lentísima, es</div><div style="text-align: center;">la estrella de Dios que guía</div><div style="text-align: center;">hacia el portal de Belén.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Los Magos, como son magos,</div><div style="text-align: center;">vieron la estrella nacer;</div><div style="text-align: center;">los hombres, como son hombres,</div><div style="text-align: center;">la miran y no la ven.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Baltasar tiene la carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">morena como el almez;</div><div style="text-align: center;">es viejo, tan viejo</div><div style="text-align: center;">que ha muerto más de una vez,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">y Melchor es tan creyente,</div><div style="text-align: center;">tan iluminado, que</div><div style="text-align: center;">siempre que sus ojos miran</div><div style="text-align: center;">se ven sus ojos arder.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pasan ciudades, ciudades</div><div style="text-align: center;">con calentura en la sien,</div><div style="text-align: center;">donde la estrella, que es niña,</div><div style="text-align: center;">se apaga para no ver.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pasan desiertos, desiertos</div><div style="text-align: center;">como los hombres también,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y bosques que acaso nunca</div><div style="text-align: center;">volverán a florecer.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pasan años y los hombres</div><div style="text-align: center;">siguen padeciendo sed,</div><div style="text-align: center;">la estrella sigue en el cielo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">sólo muy pocos la ven.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(De <i>Retablo de Navidad,</i> 1940.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5_DwuWHMF90" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-69624043824651567902022-12-24T05:21:00.005-08:002022-12-26T13:12:26.937-08:00FELIZ NAVIDAD<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">"Gloria a Dios en el cielo, y en la tierra paz a los hombres de buena voluntad".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">Lucas 2, 1-14</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yUxS9Uc0_aNf7wMVmL2PUHVij3jV8h--91elNYhUGiQDjN0fbT4NH6lB0gF2AWYSX2DHOe2DOAqq-sf1bPXhoEa9O2Z5vguxchXKiMRKnPgoECuSBW5cVp4e00KmtZRpklxmoge_VcTl_-lqkaFEHr75BxKHPflTkTxpfxOClN8NCHYoCy4NgVYYgw/s432/natividad%20ferr%C3%A1ndiz.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="432" data-original-width="432" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yUxS9Uc0_aNf7wMVmL2PUHVij3jV8h--91elNYhUGiQDjN0fbT4NH6lB0gF2AWYSX2DHOe2DOAqq-sf1bPXhoEa9O2Z5vguxchXKiMRKnPgoECuSBW5cVp4e00KmtZRpklxmoge_VcTl_-lqkaFEHr75BxKHPflTkTxpfxOClN8NCHYoCy4NgVYYgw/w400-h400/natividad%20ferr%C3%A1ndiz.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-small;">Juan Ferrándiz</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i>La luz se recoje en él </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><i>como en el nido tranquilo (…)</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Juan Ramón Jiménez</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">
<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="200" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/w_-v0Qhww5o" title="YouTube video player" width="240"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>A la nana nanita</i></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="200" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5bcUDa8DNKk" title="YouTube video player" width="240"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i>Adeste Fideles</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">¡Feliz Navidad!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-42931244033977019112022-06-24T14:13:00.000-07:002024-03-02T11:31:31.734-08:00Santuario de Nuestra Señora de la Velilla<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/luFx88ceEIs?si=ddCVPouzLFiGJKHf" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">¿Cuál es el valor de conservar y fortalecer este sentido de sobrecogimiento y de asombro, este reconocer algo más allá de las fronteras de la existencia humana?, ¿es explorar la Naturaleza sólo una manera agradable de pasar las horas doradas de la niñez o hay algo más profundo?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Yo estoy segura de que hay algo más profundo, algo que perdura y tiene significado. Aquellos que moran, tanto científicos como profanos, entre las bellezas y misterios de la tierra nunca están solos o hastiados de la vida. Cualesquiera que sean las contrariedades o preocupaciones de sus vidas, sus pensamientos pueden encontrar el camino que lleve a la alegría interior y a un renovado entusiasmo por vivir. <b>Aquellos que contemplan la belleza de la tierra encuentran reservas de fuerza que durarán hasta que la vida termine</b>. Hay una belleza tan simbólica como real en la migración de las aves, en el flujo y reflujo de la marea, en los repliegues de la yema preparada para la primavera. Hay algo infinitamente reparador en los reiterados estribillos de la naturaleza, la garantía de que el amanecer viene tras la noche, y la primavera tras el invierno.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Raquel Carso, <i>El sentido del asombro</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Belleza, siempre antigua, siempre nueva…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/CD4aOtJBG7k?si=mEoSv5tcxleb84-x" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Santuario de la Virgen de la Velilla en la Montaña Oriental Leonesa.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-14909041249040809012022-06-14T17:03:00.000-07:002024-02-27T19:12:13.756-08:00...<div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxMndu-AUeSoPkywmfiuT67c9KcKuZb_d6c4eRGGsj4UDp2NfitQpn7QmLh9zM6vS_OcEVK5JkZYU1cLodjkDcF_0frviIw4jb29WjYCAiCrzfcxQ_d-dFvUcNwnJsmtPLlxuxv48agEGztoKGUTHc-5KzrkKlVIHBEWe63_3NJH3TDD6LOTVw-8_5Eg/s960/pentecost-2367024_960_720.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="960" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxMndu-AUeSoPkywmfiuT67c9KcKuZb_d6c4eRGGsj4UDp2NfitQpn7QmLh9zM6vS_OcEVK5JkZYU1cLodjkDcF_0frviIw4jb29WjYCAiCrzfcxQ_d-dFvUcNwnJsmtPLlxuxv48agEGztoKGUTHc-5KzrkKlVIHBEWe63_3NJH3TDD6LOTVw-8_5Eg/w400-h266/pentecost-2367024_960_720.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">El deseo de luz produce luz.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Toda cosa bella tiene la marca de la eternidad. El gozo es la plenitud de la realidad.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">El deseo de luz produce luz, hay verdadero deseo cuando hay esfuerzo de atención. Es realmente la luz que se desea cuando cualquier otro móvil está ausente. Aunque los esfuerzos de atención fueran durante años aparentemente estériles, un día, una luz exactamente proporcional a esos esfuerzos inundará el alma. Cada esfuerzo añade un poco más de oro a un tesoro que nada en el mundo puede sustraer.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Simone Weil</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Q7JcqZOFO5o" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-2331894056418219952022-06-05T17:30:00.007-07:002022-06-07T15:54:21.473-07:00...<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEJs8Kjyrsw8ECM9TifpmunfujX1QCf8Slo7_mh0f0EXmLIrO3vKwYZmD_ShhHm6wqHKV3mpYG05HNzO-ENIRMuaSiRTGGprshp2b5tKvg--FDL1rh8g_1la26IyAiph5_LJxJoOm-Mcg1xzwDQ6nTj8o5bMPViqqKcKoQKIVF_3eShFHxu75d6SzBjw/s600/rosa1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEJs8Kjyrsw8ECM9TifpmunfujX1QCf8Slo7_mh0f0EXmLIrO3vKwYZmD_ShhHm6wqHKV3mpYG05HNzO-ENIRMuaSiRTGGprshp2b5tKvg--FDL1rh8g_1la26IyAiph5_LJxJoOm-Mcg1xzwDQ6nTj8o5bMPViqqKcKoQKIVF_3eShFHxu75d6SzBjw/w400-h400/rosa1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Yo digo amor, y el mundo se llena de palomas.</span><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Cada sílaba mía trae la primavera. </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Pablo Neruda</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-45494851743667950312022-06-04T17:53:00.001-07:002022-06-04T17:53:55.151-07:00En Pentecostés<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWl8EX4jpE2OW_ZjQTcPrbTPHXgBiVvSF1jhUyknboclUw-ndVNLXRDPN8Te2AqnnnpkIBXEhxCd3r-guqCwuIoID-CdQQYoNYHZq3piaqG7qYnw7gAXCAxOeC8zz0ygmwizIdaiyzhdjbjW3xM40W3E_VcOrRvndvkWOnJ4TbFkxD_mxmG4hSPnYHEQ/s502/flor%207.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="502" data-original-width="399" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWl8EX4jpE2OW_ZjQTcPrbTPHXgBiVvSF1jhUyknboclUw-ndVNLXRDPN8Te2AqnnnpkIBXEhxCd3r-guqCwuIoID-CdQQYoNYHZq3piaqG7qYnw7gAXCAxOeC8zz0ygmwizIdaiyzhdjbjW3xM40W3E_VcOrRvndvkWOnJ4TbFkxD_mxmG4hSPnYHEQ/w318-h400/flor%207.webp" width="318" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/LCNVTUnLdcs" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-33569492703969341732022-05-20T14:55:00.001-07:002022-05-20T14:55:37.332-07:00Para los sapos :)<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Jsupf1fiIzo" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">"Sapo cancionero" y dos versiones: con María Dolores Pradera...</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="240" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Ak4zFmusyC8" title="YouTube video player" width="300"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: times;">Y Los Chalchaleros...</span><br /><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">El sapo se sabe tan feo que sólo sale de noche.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Ramón J. Sender</span></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125949466109124426.post-5379590055926648992022-05-05T08:27:00.003-07:002022-05-06T09:34:11.025-07:00Plantas<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFHaecqsp2XqEkGonQwGp6vL6lAIPquYk3AFN1HCnS4bSn6NO22dbvNVAbQcS3n1LbsxRmIbrbsWsqOdYSb90YIny6B5DEwV6e-pYR5E-G2iAep6130Vm4lxU0MDyEBazDvIU5WbdDZfPZK1UkkQVkrKUlVSm2MUL6oXkC_eJ6H70kiWgew83aUTCOg/s1367/candice-milon-4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1367" data-original-width="1026" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFHaecqsp2XqEkGonQwGp6vL6lAIPquYk3AFN1HCnS4bSn6NO22dbvNVAbQcS3n1LbsxRmIbrbsWsqOdYSb90YIny6B5DEwV6e-pYR5E-G2iAep6130Vm4lxU0MDyEBazDvIU5WbdDZfPZK1UkkQVkrKUlVSm2MUL6oXkC_eJ6H70kiWgew83aUTCOg/w300-h400/candice-milon-4.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Candice Milon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Por favor, aumenta el volumen del silencio.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Diego Chozas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUkENMYpgdSpcFFxcb0ROkG0NeRmJxxoZmLiRO_9Jm8mK1gRlMMFZBzT3DuIpyv0TZ9UUPAOIE1peUKyuofh_cr3wlLSoi0vnYsDldlXYGSzF0Zl3DXTuBglCIxjJ5g2YH8vwvoXMSGXrl1ZHuFSspg3RQ_wwVd5iEet4UEbsaiTOUiinXPNRKUUwYw/s1459/plantas.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1459" data-original-width="1280" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUkENMYpgdSpcFFxcb0ROkG0NeRmJxxoZmLiRO_9Jm8mK1gRlMMFZBzT3DuIpyv0TZ9UUPAOIE1peUKyuofh_cr3wlLSoi0vnYsDldlXYGSzF0Zl3DXTuBglCIxjJ5g2YH8vwvoXMSGXrl1ZHuFSspg3RQ_wwVd5iEet4UEbsaiTOUiinXPNRKUUwYw/w351-h400/plantas.jpg" width="351" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Las plantas conocen bien los distintos sabores de la luz. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Diego Chozas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br style="text-align: left;" /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Rosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06999346082738127839noreply@blogger.com2