Huetos will never be far away

There, now far away, where my childhood disappeared; eternal young discover new loves and new relationship that maybe forty years later, will be rocked with the incredible voice of Van Morrison.

Now, the pictures, words, life’s minstrel beat the feelings of these rising lives who are near of Karangasso’s people.

Someone elaborates eau de vie, another prepares wicker baskets, another sweet cakes or unexplored pictures, full of nuances.

Well known artist donate a painting or old people knit table linen.

Everything will be sold and this money are going to built a hospital, or a new school.

These last hours, before open the “small street market of Huetos”, maybe the same people will have to label the different products, to find out the best way to show the different works that will connect these small villages, Huetos and Karangasso.

This weekend if you live in Guadalajara, in Madrid, o near Huetos I will be a good opportunity to know a place that, when I’m writing about it, causes me the sweet rocking of the loved things and beings, the "little village" of my childhood.