Friday, September 18, 2009

Bahama Bay Resort Florida

Shooting

E 'spent more than a month after the birth of my daughter and everything seems to have stabilized.
Now I run three times a week even though times are different in fact I often go to sleep after putting my two small, around 22, 22 and 30 trails lit up of 10-11 km. On Tuesday however the break with a little 'longer I can do a 16-18 on the streets of Park and San Mauro Colletta.

I hope to return soon to run with the rest of the group.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Buckle Blanks Sterling Silver

August ...

As someone already knows, on August 4 last year I became a father for the second time, in fact my second was born Pupetta, Viola. indescribable joy.
Obviously this has slowed down a bit 'out the week, the family always comes first, plus the heat of these days does not help.

I managed to take a quick stroll on Mount Baron and I added some more cycling, to keep some 'legs and not to sweat gallons. Beautiful bike racing I do not remember hardly!
In one of the exits to the Col de Lys, I met Massimo (Motopodista) that went to the track Caselette by fire ... it seems that it has taken over ... I'm happy for him.

Friday, April 3, 2009

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Focum home on the road

After so long a great return.

Perhaps not everyone knows that Saturday, March 28 WWF had organized a day of awareness against glisprechi electricity, calling the initiative by 3600 seconds of magic.

Everyone was invited to do without electricity for an hour and to rediscover the intimacy of the dark.

3 focum House members, Barbara, Gabry and Silvia, had the good fortune to have bucolic location to participate in this event: a farm in Tuscia near Montefiascone in the countryside, in the darkness and silence true!

in the right section "Our photo2 can see the photographic record of the weekend: Orvieto and Civita di Bagnoregio.

What follows is a contribution to" literary "for the discovery of the dark written by Barbara.


STARRY NIGHT

A group of friends, a trip, a weekend away from the noise of the city.

Someone tells of lights out, darkness that saves too much of the light that threatens to kill the planet.

Someone says to tell.

Who put the candles in my suitcase?

It's the time of the dark.

sudden return of a primitive past and forgotten connects the humanity of the world.

Lost is the road.

We sense a new thought, also be what did not ... ... ...

and skin vibrates the presence of the ancients. Back

stare around the fire in an embrace of rock. Back

the warmth of closeness that reassures

fear of everything that is not saved from the fire.

A reward for those glimpses of endless head not bowed.

The sky, that milk feeds.

And still the wonder, the discovery of terrestrial animals.

the distance measurement becomes perfect.

the nostalgia of Sirius, which has a cruel god and suddenly hidden born the son of the stars who saves humanity: desire.

someone announced that the dark is ending.

slowly back into my body the same but different.

The awareness of a profound change with me.

Barbara Cafaro