tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9925094016505825422012-02-16T21:13:16.557+01:00Todo en la naturaleza se cruza, se mezcla, se difumina, se funde, se crea, muere y vuelve a nacer. Como una escalera cuyo primer peldaño es visible...el resto sólo podemos imaginar a dónde nos conduce.Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.comBlogger821100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-67507023631957749172011-01-25T22:07:00.001+01:002011-01-25T22:07:55.965+01:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">El arte de las musas.</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5388513772/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5388513772/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6750702363195774917?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-69634832038024469582011-01-25T16:58:00.003+01:002011-01-25T17:00:43.239+01:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Lo esencial es invisible a los ojos"</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5387222797/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5387222797/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6963483203802446958?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-83721634981153603862011-01-03T20:58:00.001+01:002011-01-03T21:02:55.770+01:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">La larga espera.</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5321288894/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5321288894/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8372163498115360386?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-24339651999337194512010-11-29T18:47:00.002+01:002010-11-29T18:49:31.377+01:00<p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Sol de otoño.</span></strong></p><p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5217974601/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5217974601/</a></p><span style="font-size:130%;">Las hojas secas que pisan mis pies en otoño</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">son las margaritas que deshojaba en primavera.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-2433965199933719451?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-48582382090214155082010-11-15T20:09:00.002+01:002010-11-15T20:12:37.683+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Naturaleza enmarcada.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5178946979/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/luciernagambarina/5178946979/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4858238209021415508?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-24016705124699213682010-10-30T13:39:00.003+02:002010-10-30T13:44:11.609+02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/TMwE_M5rMSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6ANE8s3l-5U/s1600/DSCF2035+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533803525972898082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/TMwE_M5rMSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6ANE8s3l-5U/s400/DSCF2035+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Se acerca la noche de los cementerios. </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-2401670512469921368?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-65322952631330392472010-04-18T15:38:00.002+02:002010-04-18T15:44:06.021+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/S8sMRhNsYxI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qHo9H7YUWoU/s1600/DSCF0422+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461472468229972754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/S8sMRhNsYxI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qHo9H7YUWoU/s400/DSCF0422+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Otra vez el agua capta lo que no vemos a simple vista.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6532295263133039247?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-63311904870147018002010-03-05T14:10:00.002+01:002010-03-05T14:15:32.331+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/S5EDgC9npsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pc6qIqbBpZs/s1600-h/Imagen+029+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445137273553659586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/S5EDgC9npsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pc6qIqbBpZs/s400/Imagen+029+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Regálame perlas con sabor a lluvia.</strong></span><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6331190487014701800?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-80556174778921471532010-02-02T13:46:00.003+01:002010-02-02T18:33:25.559+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/S2gfNXiKQjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cxDfs6EDpJM/s1600-h/DSCF0269+copia2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433627264938558002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/S2gfNXiKQjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cxDfs6EDpJM/s400/DSCF0269+copia2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Las noches de luna llena.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8055617477892147153?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-89682839340772021082009-12-30T21:59:00.001+01:002009-12-30T22:02:34.627+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Szu_21XWniI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3Y9Vr7Vap0U/s1600-h/DSCF0172+dic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Szu_21XWniI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3Y9Vr7Vap0U/s400/DSCF0172+dic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421137525229395490" /></a><br /><br /><strong>DUERME.VELA</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8968283934077202108?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-42271214691222285832009-12-10T20:15:00.005+01:002009-12-10T20:32:26.656+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SyFMFHgUrII/AAAAAAAAAMs/Oj0oUl63678/s1600-h/DSCF4344+copia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SyFMFHgUrII/AAAAAAAAAMs/Oj0oUl63678/s400/DSCF4344+copia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413691877873724546" /></a><br /><br /><strong>El humo asciende a contrareloj.<br />Olor a incienso.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4227121469122228583?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-48251947766172178202009-12-06T16:11:00.002+01:002009-12-06T16:18:38.359+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SxvKPyMSleI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yywscYvrkZ0/s1600-h/DSCF5094+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412141749735953890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SxvKPyMSleI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yywscYvrkZ0/s400/DSCF5094+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"> Me fascinan las gotas de agua. Son todo un mundo de reflejos en cada lugar dónde se posan, y diminutas salpicaduras dónde se estrellan.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">Notar su suave humedad cuando rozan tu cara y mirar hacia arriba para verlas descender desde lo alto.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">Es simplemente algo <em>mágico</em>.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4825194776617217820?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-33667604877818138102009-11-28T20:53:00.002+01:002009-11-28T20:57:33.434+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SxGAb6chUpI/AAAAAAAAALs/GBzVkeJtojI/s1600/DSCF5325+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409245844482380434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SxGAb6chUpI/AAAAAAAAALs/GBzVkeJtojI/s400/DSCF5325+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Buscas a tientas el olor a</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">MANDARINAS"</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-3366760487781813810?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-56730011216723260702009-11-26T14:33:00.002+01:002009-11-26T14:35:38.593+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Sw6ECCnzgsI/AAAAAAAAALk/Yu2Ke4Vavdg/s1600/DSCF0011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408405373116973762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Sw6ECCnzgsI/AAAAAAAAALk/Yu2Ke4Vavdg/s400/DSCF0011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">PROHIBIDO PROHIBIR</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5673001121672326070?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-68002305978393436562009-11-23T18:42:00.002+01:002009-11-23T18:47:57.714+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SwrKYKn0C3I/AAAAAAAAALc/0J4LjRchhkg/s1600/DSCF5264+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407356819128716146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SwrKYKn0C3I/AAAAAAAAALc/0J4LjRchhkg/s400/DSCF5264+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Ahora,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">cuando nadie está durmiendo,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">voy a completar mi colección de recuerdos.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6800230597839343656?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-66813217887118601552009-11-09T21:03:00.001+01:002009-11-09T21:06:55.874+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Svh2F1UYnKI/AAAAAAAAALU/c965LIr-ETw/s1600-h/DSCF0088+copia+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402197595614911650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Svh2F1UYnKI/AAAAAAAAALU/c965LIr-ETw/s400/DSCF0088+copia+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Está bien.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">He sido capaz de sonreír por un segundo.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Finjamos que es suficiente</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">o</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">que nada de todo esto pasó.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6681321788711860155?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-7583763082619633282009-11-02T21:51:00.003+01:002009-11-11T21:26:42.500+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Su9HTKbTiGI/AAAAAAAAALM/N0wcCeuX4eY/s1600-h/DSCF3806.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399612872782481506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Su9HTKbTiGI/AAAAAAAAALM/N0wcCeuX4eY/s400/DSCF3806.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Encadenada a los recuerdos.</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Por favor, que alguien me preste unas tenazas.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-758376308261963328?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-75887076347311278482009-10-26T20:22:00.001+01:002009-10-26T20:26:03.929+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SuX3mVso3ZI/AAAAAAAAALE/cgYkxVHEfAU/s1600-h/DSCF4739.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396991966504869266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SuX3mVso3ZI/AAAAAAAAALE/cgYkxVHEfAU/s400/DSCF4739.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> El día que dejamos de ser libres </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">el mundo se nos vino encima demasiado rápido.</span></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7588707634731127848?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-57297957109014526992009-10-25T19:23:00.001+01:002009-10-25T19:26:52.868+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SuSYOL0rc8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/xbYtbkvYKf8/s1600-h/DSCF5081+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396605622956028866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SuSYOL0rc8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/xbYtbkvYKf8/s400/DSCF5081+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Deja de sacar punta a esta situación.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Es insostenible, y tú lo sabes.</span></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5729795710901452699?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-76652657895382932802009-10-16T19:40:00.001+02:002009-10-16T19:42:31.332+02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/StiwXkJ0GHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QG1Wl3knCkc/s1600-h/DSCF4418+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393254472664488050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/StiwXkJ0GHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QG1Wl3knCkc/s400/DSCF4418+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Algo está cambiando.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Lo noto en el aire y lo veo en el cielo.</span></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7665265789538293280?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-33876946569530158692009-10-10T13:48:00.003+02:002009-10-10T13:52:18.056+02:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>OLOR a:</strong><br /></span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/StB09eVUonI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LHbUa6YSmTs/s1600-h/DSCF4306+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390937353425822322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/StB09eVUonI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LHbUa6YSmTs/s400/DSCF4306+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>PAN RECIÉN HECHO</strong><br /></span><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-3387694656953015869?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-48292339114844856222009-09-28T19:40:00.001+02:002009-09-28T19:47:04.446+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SsD2GMhJHUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pEx7k3ELvCs/s1600-h/DSCF4999+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386575740634996034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SsD2GMhJHUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pEx7k3ELvCs/s400/DSCF4999+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Las heridas permanecen imborrables, aún por el paso del tiempo.</span><br /></span><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4829233911484485622?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-40309519692813681112009-09-22T21:42:00.003+02:002009-09-22T21:46:01.066+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SrkpGY_zWmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/wzeXHKjeTZI/s1600-h/DSCF4642+copia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384380019264150114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SrkpGY_zWmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/wzeXHKjeTZI/s400/DSCF4642+copia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Tras este período de olvido,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>en el que todo lo pasado ha ardido,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>renazco de las cenizas.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4030951969281368111?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-89364587622101632042009-04-28T19:02:00.001+02:002009-04-28T19:05:40.934+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Sfc3JDwK4_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/BQDvAcaECl4/s1600-h/DSCF0912+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329789312781968370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/Sfc3JDwK4_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/BQDvAcaECl4/s400/DSCF0912+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><em>Los libros siempre pueden ser los mejores amigos cuando necesitas olvidar.</em></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8936458762210163204?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-81086178422065027042009-02-18T18:17:00.002+01:002009-02-18T18:21:00.497+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SZxC6r66AvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dZPfM9u2ZF0/s1600-h/DSCF1136+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304188037125243634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SZxC6r66AvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dZPfM9u2ZF0/s400/DSCF1136+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">El encanto de las cosas viejas me asombra. Pensar que por este mismo lugar han desfilado personas, animales, tiempo... y que sigue tal y como lo hicieron. Inmutable. Destacando en una pared como recién pintada.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8108617842206502704?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-88019721901761707972009-01-30T23:38:00.003+01:002009-01-30T23:42:03.694+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SYOB86r4jEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bVIuRhXEPVI/s1600-h/fotografia+033+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297220470263286850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SYOB86r4jEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bVIuRhXEPVI/s400/fotografia+033+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Los superhéroes también necesitan vacaciones de vez en cuando.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Viajar, y conocer nuevos lugares.</span></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8801972190176170797?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-62069163160136833872009-01-15T18:55:00.001+01:002009-01-15T18:58:25.820+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SW94_tKsz3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0D2_5slv2F0/s1600-h/DSCF1923+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291581123035189106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SW94_tKsz3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0D2_5slv2F0/s400/DSCF1923+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">La belleza también tiene su lado peligroso.</span></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6206916316013683387?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-16671357038002607322009-01-07T21:49:00.002+01:002009-01-07T21:52:21.051+01:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>Las pequeñas cosas de la vida son…como la tela que la pequeña araña teje en un rincón oscuro (sin que nadie lo perciba). Si un día te pones a limpiar, o si levantas la vista de la rutina, la ves, y descubres que esta ahí. Y te preguntas cuánto tiempo lleva en ese rincón sin que lo supieras. Luego sacudes la cabeza y el sentido práctico, o un instinto profundo, te dicen que no debe estar ahí; por lo que te levantas, coges un trapo y la haces desaparecer.</em></strong></span></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Pero la pequeña araña volverá a tejer una y otra vez la tela, tal vez en otro lugar, sólo porque así es como debe ser. Y tú, un simple ser humano, te empeñarás en quitarla. Hasta que te des cuenta de que debes dejarla existir.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Sandra García Gómez</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1667135703800260732?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-90614218181247188372008-12-23T13:42:00.000+01:002008-12-23T13:43:57.094+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SVDc7HGMEEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DBqraYR8LEU/s1600-h/DSCF4069+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282965270980988994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SVDc7HGMEEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DBqraYR8LEU/s400/DSCF4069+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Nos prohíben el paso a todos los lugares a los que desearíamos ir.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Dicen que es lo mejor para nosotros, pero nos perdemos lo que hay al otro lado...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-9061421818124718837?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-88840968785269791572008-11-27T18:01:00.001+01:002008-11-27T18:04:25.367+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SS7SlgsHgwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yYZziuz4tqM/s1600-h/DSCF0603+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273383755569398530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SS7SlgsHgwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yYZziuz4tqM/s400/DSCF0603+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"><strong>A veces es necesario un punto de vista distinto.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8884096878526979157?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-53591732481377584182008-11-07T18:02:00.004+01:002008-11-07T20:45:31.782+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SRR1EDRzjjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Kaw8wjtChS4/s1600-h/DSCF1855+-+copia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265962576762867250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SRR1EDRzjjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Kaw8wjtChS4/s400/DSCF1855+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Miradas tan sabias como antiguas,<br />observando desde el inicio de los tiempos.</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CIghrxxhQYs&amp;feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CIghrxxhQYs&amp;feature=related</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5359173248137758418?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-56370008527152967732008-11-03T20:40:00.002+01:002008-11-03T20:43:13.568+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SQ9UCa1rogI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1y1zItZUwuY/s1600-h/y1pPqhMJsMOxBk84v4YdQPn6aUC5DoK2SmuRqGQyHsbSo1YK5AwJgnnwNnAMNxjYc8yHzJE_r_D-yI.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264518889960350210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SQ9UCa1rogI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1y1zItZUwuY/s400/y1pPqhMJsMOxBk84v4YdQPn6aUC5DoK2SmuRqGQyHsbSo1YK5AwJgnnwNnAMNxjYc8yHzJE_r_D-yI.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><strong>Una mirada diferente.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><strong>Un mundo distinto.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5637000852715296773?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-78311688213187244082008-08-31T15:48:00.003+02:002008-08-31T15:57:40.874+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SLqix3o481I/AAAAAAAAAGE/tuGpn_pE5b4/s1600-h/DSCF3637.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240680094031737682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SLqix3o481I/AAAAAAAAAGE/tuGpn_pE5b4/s400/DSCF3637.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"De los sus <strong>ojos</strong> - tan fuertemente plorando volvía la cabeza - y estábalos <strong>mirando</strong>."</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Poema del Mío Cid</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7831168821318724408?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-77533628495319255912008-08-11T13:14:00.002+02:002008-08-11T13:16:54.866+02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SKAfdpDZK9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Pt0uzOc_UbE/s1600-h/DSCF3491.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233217361101269970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SKAfdpDZK9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Pt0uzOc_UbE/s400/DSCF3491.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Y el verano se muestra</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">con la intensidad de cien ojos abiertos.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7753362849531925591?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-3462787582620794402008-06-30T13:33:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:04.080+01:00<strong><em></em></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SGjE9JnQWoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZGZ8cUTzGOk/s1600-h/fotografia+053.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217636723140352642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SGjE9JnQWoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZGZ8cUTzGOk/s400/fotografia+053.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Luz y sombras.</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Caminando entre dos mundos.</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-346278758262079440?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-55097381004987303812008-06-17T16:39:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:04.288+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SFfOcd3894I/AAAAAAAAAFo/fyksjYYCHvo/s1600-h/DSCF3156.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212862082155607938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SFfOcd3894I/AAAAAAAAAFo/fyksjYYCHvo/s400/DSCF3156.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Lluvia naranja. </span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Luz fantasmagórica.</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Bienvenida a los 17.</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5509738100498730381?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-14277542425744933412008-06-12T16:34:00.003+02:002008-11-13T03:10:04.606+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SFE0iQPPw-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/XGEJejkfDu0/s1600-h/fotografia+094.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211004006923486178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SFE0iQPPw-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/XGEJejkfDu0/s400/fotografia+094.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>Y ver el sol calentando las verdes hojas.</em></strong><br /></span><p><strong><em></em></strong></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1427754242574493341?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-40455832381693766902008-06-03T17:29:00.002+02:002008-06-03T17:31:43.809+02:00<span style="font-size:130%;">"Esa noche había un olor a <em>tiempo</em> en el aire. (...) ¿Cómo olía el tiempo? A polvo y a relojes y a gente. Y cuando uno se preguntaba qué ruido hacía el tiempo, sonaba como el agua fluyendo dentro de una oscura cueva, como voces llorosas y terrones de tierra sobre huecas tapas de ataúd, y como la lluvia."</span><br /><br />Ray Bradbury, <em>Crónicas marcianas</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4045583238169376690?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-15424374467512699892008-05-28T16:22:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:04.726+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SD1rnpMk6gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/110DcvNjwrw/s1600-h/DSCF3139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205435073127836162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SD1rnpMk6gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/110DcvNjwrw/s400/DSCF3139.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>-...Y llegara el momento en el que todo converge en un solo punto.<br />-¿Y cuando llegará ese momento?<br />-Cuando la luz lleve mensajes</div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1542437446751269989?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-70610064398719193072008-05-26T16:08:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:04.854+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SDrFrgWgVnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i_-JPJ1s33o/s1600-h/DSCF3123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204689670589404786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SDrFrgWgVnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i_-JPJ1s33o/s400/DSCF3123.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Heridas abiertas en la tierra.</span></strong></p><p><em>Nos estamos matando a nosotros mismos.</em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7061006439871919307?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-10701565821982362482008-05-24T14:13:00.002+02:002008-05-24T14:16:46.809+02:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em>"En lo profundo</em></strong></span><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em>del invierno, finalmente</em></strong></span><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em>aprendí que dentro de mí</em></strong></span><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"><strong><em>había un verano invencible"</em></strong></span></div><p align="center"><br /> </p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Albert Camus</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1070156582198236248?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-47751465730899762292008-05-20T17:00:00.000+02:002008-11-13T03:10:05.018+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SDLoZ-ZF7II/AAAAAAAAAFA/kkEdXh2UvJI/s1600-h/fotografia+050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202476052508961922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SDLoZ-ZF7II/AAAAAAAAAFA/kkEdXh2UvJI/s400/fotografia+050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">SIMPATÍA</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4775146573089976229?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-79743747307593250432008-05-19T20:25:00.002+02:002008-05-19T20:29:10.645+02:00<em><span style="font-size:130%;"><blockquote><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></blockquote><blockquote><p><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">"No hay como regresar a un sitio que permanece<br />igual </span></em><br /></strong><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">para descubrir lo que uno mismo ha<br />cambiado."</span></em><br /></strong></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Nelson Mandela</span></p></blockquote></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7974374730759325043?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-18781147750805422252008-05-13T16:51:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:05.180+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SCmrcL-diqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/o26U7ks1NVg/s1600-h/DSCF0138.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199875745515408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SCmrcL-diqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/o26U7ks1NVg/s400/DSCF0138.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">AMOR DE MADERA</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1878114775080542225?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-972182993057147772008-05-07T20:58:00.003+02:002008-11-13T03:10:05.535+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SCH85tK7C8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/1vtc-iu72g8/s1600-h/DSCF2172.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197713513270414274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SCH85tK7C8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/1vtc-iu72g8/s400/DSCF2172.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">ABRAZO AÉREO</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">etéreo</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">incorpóreo</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">eterno...</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-97218299305714777?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-79225131070055159452008-04-24T17:20:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:05.662+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SBCoeTqY_wI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fPmQSLDSXr8/s1600-h/DSCF2902.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835608985796354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/SBCoeTqY_wI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fPmQSLDSXr8/s400/DSCF2902.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">A GOLPE DE AGUA</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7922513107005515945?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-81577688933657148672008-04-09T20:44:00.001+02:002008-11-13T03:10:05.807+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_0Peb5X4bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/usNHCstoPS4/s1600-h/fotografia+102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187319361359569330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_0Peb5X4bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/usNHCstoPS4/s400/fotografia+102.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><em> <span style="font-size:130%;">DESENFOQUE NEGATIVO</span><br /></em></strong><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8157768893365714867?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-31139996893505088312008-04-06T15:40:00.001+02:002008-11-13T03:10:05.963+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_jT8gZNqRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Wk2QovpqwAs/s1600-h/DSCF2157.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186128007358425362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_jT8gZNqRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Wk2QovpqwAs/s400/DSCF2157.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">FRAGMENTOS DE CIELO</span></em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">CAIDOS EN EL SUELO</span></em></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-3113999689350508831?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-89720418450286472252008-04-03T17:14:00.003+02:002008-11-13T03:10:06.237+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_T0ugZNqQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IPJVQkffh6s/s1600-h/DSCF0135.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185038150817130754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_T0ugZNqQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IPJVQkffh6s/s400/DSCF0135.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">MIRADA DE PIEDRA</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8972041845028647225?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-15070781655832632232008-04-02T21:03:00.001+02:002008-11-13T03:10:06.349+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_PY9wZNqPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ZxQbfeXIAV4/s1600-h/fotografia+056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184726151507847410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_PY9wZNqPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ZxQbfeXIAV4/s400/fotografia+056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">LÁGRIMAS DE PAPEL Y METAL</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1507078165583263223?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-68433501291651580032008-03-31T21:19:00.002+02:002008-11-13T03:10:06.508+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_E5_QZNqOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g2L1uyUwHw8/s1600-h/fotografia+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183988404975413474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R_E5_QZNqOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/g2L1uyUwHw8/s400/fotografia+028.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">PECES ENCONTRADOS</span></em></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6843350129165158003?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-34674275867918309982008-03-28T23:39:00.001+01:002008-11-13T03:10:06.808+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R-10BwZNqNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hPIR2dh0cAA/s1600-h/DSCF2555.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182926319692654802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R-10BwZNqNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hPIR2dh0cAA/s400/DSCF2555.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">CONTRALUZ</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-3467427586791830998?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-46976497147775395572008-03-25T17:22:00.002+01:002008-11-13T03:10:06.965+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R-knTAZNqLI/AAAAAAAAADY/4AMrR42lA_g/s1600-h/DSCF2658.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181716053743216818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R-knTAZNqLI/AAAAAAAAADY/4AMrR42lA_g/s400/DSCF2658.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div></div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Bendita ignorancia</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4697649714777539557?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-73573517726660371982008-03-11T22:05:00.003+01:002008-11-13T03:10:07.172+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R9b1CwEAprI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XPtf8ZyBS7s/s1600-h/Papel%2520Arrugado.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176594249319229106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R9b1CwEAprI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XPtf8ZyBS7s/s400/Papel%2520Arrugado.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">La hoja te amenaza en blanco. </span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;"> Tú, con tu espada de tinta, la hieres de muerte. </span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;"> La historia comienza.</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7357351772666037198?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-64812159057097468192008-03-10T16:37:00.002+01:002008-11-13T03:10:07.386+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R9VWGwEApqI/AAAAAAAAACs/bU0QGEF_1jU/s1600-h/fotografia+059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176138020713178786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R9VWGwEApqI/AAAAAAAAACs/bU0QGEF_1jU/s400/fotografia+059.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><em><br /></em></strong><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">Guerra de escombros</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6481215905709746819?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-52895984838356663792008-02-25T19:14:00.002+01:002008-11-13T03:10:07.492+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R8MGvXM0FqI/AAAAAAAAACk/be3TmM0Rudw/s1600-h/DSCF2006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170984207902840482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R8MGvXM0FqI/AAAAAAAAACk/be3TmM0Rudw/s400/DSCF2006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Células de olvido</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5289598483835666379?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-78165970384069635712008-02-18T20:51:00.002+01:002008-02-18T20:56:21.611+01:00<em><strong>Llorar, simplemente llorar,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>y dejarse llevar,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>al caer de las lágrimas.</strong></em><br /><em><strong></strong></em><br /><em><strong>Bailar, simplemente bailar,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>y dejarse llevar,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>al compás de las notas.</strong></em><br /><em><strong></strong></em><br /><em><strong>Reír, simplemente reír,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>y dejarse llevar,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>al calor de la mirada.</strong></em><br /><em><strong></strong></em><br /><em><strong>Amar, simplemente amar,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>y dejarse llevar...</strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7816597038406963571?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-33614405906234411382008-02-14T21:00:00.000+01:002008-02-14T21:01:49.576+01:00<em><strong>Ella oscura, solitaria.<br />Su pelo negro, sus ojos como estrellas.<br />Fría y confidente.<br />Su sonrisa reflejada en la risa cristalina de un río.<br />Íntima.<br /><br />Él claro y activo.<br />Su pelo rubio, sus ojos claros.<br />Su abrazo cálido, esperado.<br />Necesario y optimista.<br />Cegador.<br /><br />A ella la llaman la Noche,<br />A él, el Día.<br />Su amor: imposible.<br />Durante escasos minutos se logran tocar,<br />Y el resultado son dos momentos de inmensa grandiosidad.<br /><br />Amanecer el primero y atardecer el segundo, uno tras otro y entre medias, soledad.</strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-3361440590623441138?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-19315029998709782092008-02-13T21:22:00.001+01:002008-11-13T03:10:07.761+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R7NTWHM0FpI/AAAAAAAAACc/_oxc1ourDHI/s1600-h/DSCF1955.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166564836879111826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R7NTWHM0FpI/AAAAAAAAACc/_oxc1ourDHI/s400/DSCF1955.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">DETERIORO</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1931502999870978209?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-53992484350311112012008-02-11T20:34:00.000+01:002008-02-11T20:35:31.702+01:00<strong><em>"Fotografiar es fijar en una fracción de segundo, de una vez y para siempre, algo que sucedió una y sólo una vez"</em></strong><br /><br />Henri Cartier-Bresson<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5399248435031111201?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-68796668778565521882008-02-10T16:50:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:07.941+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R68eaXM0FoI/AAAAAAAAACU/eX6jL9y5B2w/s1600-h/DSCF1070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165380735870441090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R68eaXM0FoI/AAAAAAAAACU/eX6jL9y5B2w/s400/DSCF1070.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">LÁGRIMAS RUEDAN POR LOS CRISTALES</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6879666877856552188?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-23850913821000186112008-02-07T20:10:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:08.137+01:00<strong></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R6tYsXxsfAI/AAAAAAAAACM/oBzR2OMgCzs/s1600-h/P1017820.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164318917030345730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R6tYsXxsfAI/AAAAAAAAACM/oBzR2OMgCzs/s400/P1017820.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">POETAS OLVIDADOS</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-2385091382100018611?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-61738376641949939762008-02-05T21:18:00.000+01:002008-02-05T21:23:05.139+01:00<em><strong>Algún día seremos lo bastante fuertes como para empezar a construir un mundo mejor. Hasta entonces, permaneceremos en las sombras, esperando.</strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6173837664194993976?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-70180626420665897022008-02-04T15:55:00.000+01:002008-02-04T15:57:29.032+01:00<strong><em>Vuela hermoso viento,</em></strong><br /><strong><em>lleva estas palabras</em></strong><br /><strong><em>a quien más yo quiero.</em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>Que nada detenga tu avance,</em></strong><br /><strong><em>ni ríos, ni cimas, ni valles,</em></strong><br /><strong><em>pues bellas palabras llevas</em></strong><br /><strong><em>en tus brazos, solo necesitas</em></strong><br /><strong><em>oídos que quieran escuchar</em></strong><br /><strong><em>y mentes abiertas para</em></strong><br /><strong><em>poderlas guardar.</em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>Esperanza, amor y libertad.</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7018062642066589702?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-76597181582617820122008-02-03T19:34:00.001+01:002008-11-13T03:10:08.377+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R6YJ53xse_I/AAAAAAAAACE/XnscJktUMCo/s1600-h/DSCF1656.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162824912656432114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R6YJ53xse_I/AAAAAAAAACE/XnscJktUMCo/s400/DSCF1656.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">NIEBLA</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-7659718158261782012?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-65911979102118563962008-02-01T22:09:00.001+01:002008-11-13T03:10:08.866+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R6OLPHxse-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/OoN1Lk3LN3g/s1600-h/DSCF2028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162122689798503394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R6OLPHxse-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/OoN1Lk3LN3g/s400/DSCF2028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">REFLEJO</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6591197910211856396?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-24507482923085321372008-01-29T17:19:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:08.982+01:00<strong></strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R59UO3xse9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/mt03q4mF8Ys/s1600-h/DSCF1926.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160936312457165778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R59UO3xse9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/mt03q4mF8Ys/s400/DSCF1926.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">DIFERENTE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-2450748292308532137?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-22252757569670140222008-01-27T12:35:00.000+01:002008-01-27T12:39:58.957+01:00"La oscuridad también ha de desempeñar un papel. Sin ella, ¿cómo sabríamos que caminamos por la senda de la luz? Solamente cuando sus pretensiones se crecen debemos enfrentarnos a ella, domarla y a veces -llegado el caso- someterla durante un tiempo. Después se erguira de nuevo, como debe ser"<br /><br />Clive Barker, <em>Abarat</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-2225275756967014022?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-61294958241333590082008-01-25T15:25:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:09.275+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R5nzBHxse8I/AAAAAAAAABs/mu6fFah6GVI/s1600-h/DSCF1948.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159422048722516930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R5nzBHxse8I/AAAAAAAAABs/mu6fFah6GVI/s400/DSCF1948.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>LIBERTAD (II)<br /></strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Tan cerca y a la vez tan lejos...</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6129495824133359008?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-87304933512200996582008-01-23T21:15:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:09.387+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R5ehl3xse7I/AAAAAAAAABk/OAiA6WGFCvo/s1600-h/DSCF1188.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158769570175810482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R5ehl3xse7I/AAAAAAAAABk/OAiA6WGFCvo/s400/DSCF1188.JPG" border="0" /></a> La vida es una rosa<br />pero con muchas espinas.<br />No todo es un sueño,<br />también hay pesadillas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8730493351220099658?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-66009951179248423622008-01-22T18:49:00.000+01:002008-01-22T18:55:15.052+01:00"¿Cómo sonreir si la vida pide llorar?<br />¿Cómo si las nubes tapan el sol?<br />Por mucho que quieras...no sonries de verdad."<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Sandra</span><br /><br />"Las nubes pueden tapar el sol, pero las nubes se irán.<br />Puede llegar la noche, pero siempre quedarán las estrellas,<br />y en su ausencia se puede esperar al alba"<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Leticia</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6600995117924842362?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-56953173214273484292008-01-20T13:58:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:09.574+01:00<div><strong>Olor a:</strong></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157544560374367026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R5NHc6pcwzI/AAAAAAAAABc/JakS-ECugzE/s400/DSCF1921.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">MADERA</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5695317321427348429?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-60762397479615345182008-01-17T16:33:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:09.702+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R492hKpcwyI/AAAAAAAAABU/xTRbVsjSQFg/s1600-h/fotografia+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156470410528473890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R492hKpcwyI/AAAAAAAAABU/xTRbVsjSQFg/s400/fotografia+042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R492MqpcwxI/AAAAAAAAABM/BNewXQ7Avrw/s1600-h/fotografia+009.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">TIEMPO (II)</span></strong><br /></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6076239747961534518?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-36332510329092654752008-01-16T19:17:00.000+01:002008-01-16T21:09:00.421+01:00Foto=luz<br />Grafo=escritura<br /><br /><strong>FOTÓGRAFO - ESCRITOR DE LUZ<br /><br /><br />FOTOGRAFÍA - ESCRITURA DE LUZ<br /></strong><br /><br />¿no os parece la mejor forma de describirlo?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-3633251032909265475?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-16156485344449419882008-01-15T15:58:00.000+01:002008-01-15T16:00:22.272+01:00Shh, escucha.<br />¿Lo oyes? Es el sonido del silencio.<br />Va de puntillas por las calles, solitario.<br />Ya nadie le presta atención, pues para nadie es necesario.<br />Huyen de él y dicen que es extraño.<br /><br />En el mundo en que vivimos es un bien escaso,<br />Y lamentablemente muy pocos saben apreciarlo.<br />Por eso te pido que calles un segundo<br />E intentes apreciar el silencio más profundo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-1615648534444941988?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-64929704370097166472008-01-14T18:25:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:09.830+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4ucVapcwwI/AAAAAAAAABE/Mlt4AZ_TV58/s1600-h/madrid.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155386090200023810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4ucVapcwwI/AAAAAAAAABE/Mlt4AZ_TV58/s400/madrid.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">arte</span></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-6492970437009716647?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-80820486471725747782008-01-13T21:03:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:10.002+01:00<strong></strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4pvRKpcwvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/u85xuIC7DYI/s1600-h/P1017854.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155055064185619186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4pvRKpcwvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/u85xuIC7DYI/s400/P1017854.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">LIBERTAD</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8082048647172574778?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-51348788854414566092008-01-12T22:52:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:10.277+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4k4BqpcwuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/saar0ws4QlM/s1600-h/DSCF1928.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154712849781408482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4k4BqpcwuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/saar0ws4QlM/s400/DSCF1928.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">SOLEDAD</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-5134878885441456609?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-29581953504097306162008-01-10T21:30:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:10.455+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4aCa6pcwtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Z2zHc4zJ2Nk/s1600-h/DSCF1911.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153950222503428818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4aCa6pcwtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Z2zHc4zJ2Nk/s400/DSCF1911.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">TIEMPO</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-2958195350409730616?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-9550282870734051552008-01-09T18:21:00.000+01:002008-01-09T18:34:56.615+01:00<strong>El Camino</strong><br /><br />Este poema es para los que están perdidos, y no saben dónde buscar el camino,para los que están dormidos, y sus sueños no tienen sentido.Es para los que se olvidaron y no son capaces de recordar,los que mienten y no saben la verdad,y para los que se sienten solos cada vez más, para los que la soledad es su alma maternal.Yo os digo que no hay nada que reprochar, que de los errores se aprende aunque haya que pelear.Que la vida sin amor no tiene sentido, que el destino puede, o no, estar escrito.Que la amistad es importante aunque a veces no lo parezca, que un amigo trae consigo valor y seguridad.Que la distancia a veces no es el olvido.<br /><br />Buscad vuestro propio destino, luchad por aquello en lo que creéis, si os caéis poneros de pie, y si os perdéis nunca perdáis la fe; en que el camino esta delante de vosotros, esperando ser seguido hacia futuros honrosos, futuros grandiosos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-955028287073405155?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-89253316010817559612008-01-08T15:14:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:10.687+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4OGGapcwsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KW6VWm-DMDw/s1600-h/varios+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153109843432489666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4OGGapcwsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KW6VWm-DMDw/s400/varios+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">EL VIENTO PROMETE TORMENTA</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-8925331601081755961?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-992509401650582542.post-41157551360950342972008-01-07T16:17:00.000+01:002008-11-13T03:10:10.873+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4JE46pcwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwGMr3-nmls/s1600-h/DSCF1908.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152756668271739538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5Vhd0-EYAA/R4JE46pcwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PwGMr3-nmls/s320/DSCF1908.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"><strong>RÍO/OIR</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/992509401650582542-4115755136095034297?l=sinfoniadeescaleras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sandra Garcíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423985771947875881noreply@blogger.com4