Mother's Day 2009

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My first Mother day in Britain was lovely. Many Flowers, a beautiful promenade around a "sunny" London including Camden Town and the canal and of course many hugs of my children... I decided to post a very old pic when they were my babies... definitively the actual picture is happier :)

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Mi primer día de la Madre en Inglaterra fue genial. Muchas flores, un bello paseo por un Londres "soleado" que incluyó Camden Town y su canal y por supuesto muchos abrazos de mis bebés... Decidí entonces postear una vieja foto de cuando eran en verdad bebés... definitivamente la foto actual es más feliz.

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Belnu said…
Las dos fotos me gustan, Odette! Y tú sigues como Dorian Gray... Mi hijo no me felicitó por el día de la madre, no creo que supiera que existe tal fecha, pero cada vez que le veo o que hablo con él o que me acompaña como ayer en un itinerario o que escucha (con el escaso tiempo de los jóvenes) uno de mis relatos o reseñas o incluso cuando le planteo alguna de mis quejas, no me decepciona sino todo lo contrario
13 May, 2009 13:50
odette farrell said…
Zbelnu,

Qué linda! No creas....hace unos 5 años si era en verdad la Dorian Gray. Pero ahora ya no... aunque sigo con clases de yoga casi a diario que obvio no pienso dejar! :)))

Tu hijo además ha de ser un galanazo, pues tu eres tan bella y su padre en una foto que alguna vez publicaste me impresionó mucho pues es un hombre muy guapo... qué mal que hable tanto de la belleza, pero como pintora y más pintora de personas, no puedo evitarlo. Una de las cosas que más gozo en Londres son los rostros maravillosos que me encuentro cuando viajo en el bus... tantas razas además y mezclas! definitivamente me encanta la belleza, y también sé vislumbrar la de adentro que es la más importante

Felicidades a ti también por ser mamá gallina :)
13 May, 2009 16:04
PIZARR said…
Odette que fotos tan bonitas, tan lejos y tan cerca en el tiempo.

Estás igual en ambas fotos, que maravilla.

Un beso
15 May, 2009 22:34
Vicent Llémena i Jambet said…
Parecéis tres hermanos confidentes, conniventes y cómplices.
19 May, 2009 02:03
el objeto a said…
qué bonita esa foto antigua, y las otras dos! en la de los niños pequeños parece un instante de danza!

y qué bien de esos paseos primaverales por londres,

cómo lleva la familia la nueva ciudad??

abrazos
19 May, 2009 13:13
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