Parijo

SociedadeanonimoS

Book2

Memories

The dog followed me moved by the distinctive courage of that people. His limped leg dictating the rhythm of movements, firm and with an impressive canine confidence. We were moving together, like old friends. As the distance increased I realized Parijo was the best connection between me and Ernesto’s family and at that time I noticed the strong similarities between Parijo and Ernesto himself, the vigilant confidence of the mountaineers and sharp sense of freedom renewed my energy.

While the clouds announced the upcoming rain, the smell from the forest and the humid wind blowing on my face made me tight the walk and then I noticed Parijo was not anymore with me, I was alone then.

I couldn't retain the tears that came together with the first drops of rain.

Ottawa, Hiver 2009