Rivers of laughter, whitebait, the occasional finite of more and less,
chirigotas and sweet Spanish guitar accompany the one-two of the
castanet, costume and sevillian.
From early morning until the sun of the new day has already entered;
they deserve this respite both the horse and those who ride their rump
and what better calm than the tranquility and beauty of the countryside.
Curled leaves, delicately worked by the artist and creator,
the trees put on, the counterpoint to the solace of the fair and leave
see in short open spaces the gate and access to the house under a
immense blue sky.
Everything is Art and here, rest.