I have been missed for some days. My flat mates have been around looking for me and  I have finally returned home. The thing is that I have now a lot of unsettled work...C1 is so demanding! Anyway, as you can see from the picture I'm devoted to be up to day. To start with I would like you to read this beautiful poem on Leisure, it wasn't me...it was someone else...William Henry Davies (1871-1940)

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to satand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And whatch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Beautiful, isn't it? And there is also a song that I would like to share with you. I love not only the music, which is very pretty, but also the lyrics.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-lG3nXyI41M