It’s Mars’o clock at Alcúdia, and the sky is blue like the ink of an old inkwell. We’ve been greeting the old warrior since a couple of weeks as it was closest to the Earth on the 30-31 July.
This time it came even closer than in 2003, and it’s next closest period will be in 2035.
Even if it doesn’t look reddish, that’s him, by the clock tower.
A lovely market day with Sunday chill and our fifth class. I need to get used to this new daily custom, though it’s motivating to understand. And children’s songs are really the bests to learn something by heart the quickest possible way.
Sweet night, travelers of dreams, may your little dream-seeds fall in a fertile ground and grow strong roots till one of them becomes your tree of life.
