It is sad thing for people who loved to live there but for me it is the most beautiful moment...]]>
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2. (...) We were not long in scrambling up the dunes to get a sight of the country beyond. At last, Patagonia! How often had I pictured in imagination, wishing with an intense longing to visit this solitary wilderness, resting far off in its primitve and desolate peace, untouched by man, remote from civilization! There it lay full in sight before me - the unmarred desert that wakes strange feelings in us; the ancient habitation of giants, whose footprints seen on the sea-shore amazed Magellan and his men, and won for it the name of Patagonia. There, too, far away in the interior, was the place called Trapalanda, and the spirit-guarded lake, on whose margin rose the battlements of that mysterious city, wich many have sought and none have found.
(Idle days in patagonia, de W.H.Hudson, 1893)
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it is because we live under the same blue sky.
patagonic or japanese.
I wonder if we can still live out there.]]>
thinking back very often lately
most of the time, sitting and thinking at my table
The german guy, Danuser, arrive last, but he hides a treasure.
especially the place that people forget for a long time]]>
Elsewhere
Although, it is an uninhabited place
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
standing in a desert, I am a little and reminds me the day of death
especially on traveling, weather texture is the one
This one was actually dancing.]]>
I heard the voices of the people who used to live
Tradition used to say 
one morning flowers are blooming all over the field
travel feelings return. ]]>
cherry blossoms are falling down in the grass field
(Chaucer)]]>
the next shining morning, it's turned yellow carpet all over
Time to fall !
just before the tunnel, raining so hardly,
The speed of the clouds, accusing the wind.
"GOOD LUCK to YOU!"]]>
In the mean time, a few days on the beach for the last days of summer.
have you ever with the wind
The texture of the weather, or a weather's craft.