Saturday, March 27, 2010

A heart

When somebody tells you about an island that looks like a heart, you can believe it and imagine a piece of land with a vaguely familiar figure. In the middle of the Mascardi Lake, close to Bariloche, that island really exists: green, alive, surrounded by the turquoises waters of the lake, it exceeds any attempt to imagine it.

These pictures are from a couple of hours hiking to the viewpoint over the island, in March 2009. That day the yellowjackets were a little bit irritable; four stings are really painful...

"Ah, well, if the little lady were only here with me in the boat, I should not care for any darkness."
The Brave Tin Soldier, Hans Christian Andersen

(esta entrada en español)

Monday, March 8, 2010


A sunny afternoon in the backyard, flowers and something more...

The last picture is my first try (rather poor) at HDR photography.

"You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold "
Fields of Gold, Sting

(esta entrada en español)