Beneath the moonlight

And how many dreams were unveiled, beneath the pale light of the moon

Domingo en el mercado Honda, Tolima, Colombia
Sunday Market           Honda, Tolima, Colombia

      Friday night, two days before the birthday party, Magnifico was on the verge of falling asleep. He was comfortably tucked-in, beneath the heavy blankets, upon his little bed, inside his also, equally little room. A simple, unpretentious bedroom, but nonetheless, cheerfully decorated and with a huge bay window through which the moonlight filtered in on occasion.

Una mañana en el parque Jardín, Antioquia, Colombia
A morning at the park           Jardín, Antioquia, Colombia

    And beneath that same soft light, he was about to enter one of his favourite dreams. The reverie that sometimes visited him during those calm country nights.

La farmacia Honda, Tolima, Colombia
The pharmacy              Honda, Tolima, Colombia

     It was a quite personal fantasy… In it, he walked beside Camila. They conversed as they strolled, following a path near home, where the view of the Santa Isabel Volcano could be perceived at times, always fading in the distance. His heart beat rather loudly, and it sometimes would stop beating for a just a few moments.

Atardeceres de Gautapé Gautapé, Antioquia, Colombia
Afternoon in Guatapé           Guatapé, Antioquia, Colombia


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