We were fishermen

por letivilasanjuan

“Everything followed its natural course. We gave little thought to past events. Time meant nothing back then. The days came with clouds hanging in the sky filled with cupfuls of dust in the dry seasons, and the sun lasting into the night. It was as if a hand drew hazy pictures in the sky during the rainy seasons, when rain fell in deluges pulsating with spasms of thunderstorms for six uninterrupted months. Because things followed this known and structured pattern, no day was worthy of remembrance. All that mattered was the present and the foreseeable future.”

Chigozie Obioma, The Fishermen

Joaquín Sorolla, Niños en la playa, 1910

Joaquín Sorolla, Niños en la playa, 1910