Sunday, August 16, 2009

This is to what I woke up to this morning



My mother, bless her heart, woke me up at 6 am today so I could capture this beautiful spectacle. Two rainbows! Eh, I guess southern California is not so bad. I can't wait to capture future spectacles in other states though. It's a shame we don't have the time to appreciate the little things. This is what a real morning should look like. Me waking up just in time to make coffee, get the paper, go to the balcony in my robe and bask in the glory of a Californian morning for at least 40 minutes. Then and only then, can I begin getting ready for work. Was it Ferris Bueller that said, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it"? I think so.

I need a job that doesn't require my presence any earlier than 10am.




Friday, August 14, 2009

Canciones Oaxaqueñas - The Weeping Woman

Beautiful Mexican Folk song...



No sé qué tienen las flores, llorona,
Las flores del camposanto.
No sé qué tienen las flores, llorona,
Las flores del camposanto.

Que cuando las mueve el viento, llorona,
Parece que están llorando.
Que cuando las mueve el viento, llorona,
Parece que están llorando.

¡Ay, de mí!, llorona,
llorona de azul celeste.
¡Ay, de mí!, llorona,
llorona de azul celeste.

Aunque la vida me cueste, llorona,
No dejaré de quererte.
Aunque la vida me cueste, llorona,
No dejaré de quererte.

Dos besos llevo en el alma, llorona,
que no se apartan de mí
Dos besos llevo en el alma, llorona,
que no se apartan de mí

el último de mi madre, llorona,
y el primero que te dí
el último de mi madre, llorona,
y el primero que te dí….



I don't know what's wrong with the flowers, llorona,
the flowers in the graveyard.
I don't know what's wrong with the flowers, llorona,
the flowers in the graveyard.

because when the wind moves them, llorona,
it looks as if they are crying.
because when the wind moves them, llorona,
it looks as if they are crying.

Woe is me! Llorona
Sky blue Llorona
Woe is me! Llorona
Sky blue Llorona

Even if it costs me my life, llorona
I will not stop loving you
Even if it costs me my life, llorona
I will not stop loving you

Two kisses I bear in my soul, llorona,
that never leave me….
Two kisses I bear in my soul, llorona,
that never leave me

The last one from my mother, llorona,
and the first one I gave you
the last one from my mother, llorona,
and the first one I gave you

Where can I find these babies?!



These are a Emmanuelle Seigner boots design and I cannot find them for sale anywhere for the life of me...