The summers are hard on Castile, sometimes it’s the postman with letters wrong on behalf of another person, and often it has led me to wonder if deep down I know who I really am.

There is something peculiar to children in the strawberry plants, it is curious how all children the first thing is like strawberry-flavored sweets, chewing gum, lollipops, Lollipops and candy, and a few years later, when wings begin to appear malice, opt for the stronger flavors such as mint and they do not know that from that time that have already decided to turn around his life, searching emotions and stronger flavors, inevitably not be able to stop and all of that slope will slide, and some even to their destruction popi. But it all starts when a child begins to wonder whether you will be able to like a strong mint gum instead of the harmless and gentle strawberry.

Covered by a sense of innocence that gave me the cultivation of the strawberry plant, which in my case was almost a bliss, I decided to provide a space for my garden plants .. so wonderful night sleep before the gave the good night while I twisted beak parrot and cats nails me out … I eventually came to realize that among the strawberry plants and I was born a strange pairing, but would not look out of those depths of my mind, nor accompany readings and prayers, just let the sun made its way as the hands of a loving woman, and when everything seemed to be in silence began to feel very tired and let me sleep invaded by a torpor similar to the insane and drugged, getting into something that could not define but which related to death.

The cultivation of the strawberry plants was my whole life, and charged as charged, a small pension, the fact of not wanting to profit from the cultivation of the strawberry plant and do it just for the health and welfare of my soul, had for me, or healing effect that has led me in a short time to be who I am now, perhaps a more pure but not subject to changes which may revert absolutely any kind of situation before. Thus, while cultivating the strawberry plant, I realized that in the farce of life I had been a man who had always wanted something and had reached a state in which all his good and his life was finally cultivate strawberry plant, perhaps to the end of his life and only exist as the days and the meaning of life was the one who you believe you have.