<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 09:17:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>.</title><description></description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-4352651951901332220</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-08T11:49:31.590-07:00</atom:updated><title>UHm...video</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5lD4AslJfIM&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5lD4AslJfIM&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-4352651951901332220?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/10/uhmvideo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-4088013541116423947</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-16T16:26:12.312-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ajedrez temático</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4MDhNhSMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VvsPbmonyYg/s1600-h/1,d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4MDhNhSMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VvsPbmonyYg/s320/1,d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201107874253719746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este fue un ejercicio que hice bajo la materia estudio de los materiales, cada uno escogió un material para su ajedrez, hubo unos buenísimos en mi salón, si consigo fotos las publicaré también. Mi ajedrecito es muñes de tela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los grupos se diferenciaban por colores que tenían detrás, así cada jugador podia ver sus piezas, aquí esta una foto de las piecitas del grupo rosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4Q0xNhSSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Y-cNMiT6w5E/s1600-h/rosas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4Q0xNhSSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Y-cNMiT6w5E/s320/rosas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201113118408788258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el otro grupo es azul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4QnxNhSRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pu-fGR4-wxE/s1600-h/azulin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4QnxNhSRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pu-fGR4-wxE/s320/azulin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201112895070488850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los peones son rectangulares de varias estampas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4MqhNhSNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8ParIFS2ntg/s1600-h/peonnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4MqhNhSNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8ParIFS2ntg/s320/peonnn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201108544268617938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las torres tienen la misma estampa las dos y su forma es "redonda" terminaron siendo formas irregulares:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4QZxNhSQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/qxc2gTdNj-Y/s1600-h/torreciniii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4QZxNhSQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/qxc2gTdNj-Y/s320/torreciniii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201112654552320258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los alfiles tienen la misma estampa de cuadros y son triangulares:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4O3hNhSPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GJ_1nqhHaGc/s1600-h/alfilessss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4O3hNhSPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GJ_1nqhHaGc/s320/alfilessss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201110966630172914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los caballos tienen la misma estampa floreada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4OlRNhSOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Pcnvk8PGnlA/s1600-h/caballines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4OlRNhSOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Pcnvk8PGnlA/s320/caballines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201110653097560290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Rey y Reina son rectángulos mucho mas grandes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4RMRNhSTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hZXORIUwLVo/s1600-h/torreeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4RMRNhSTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hZXORIUwLVo/s320/torreeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201113522135714098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tablero lo hice de cuadritos de carton forrado con tela :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4TqRNhSVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Iv4mhKrDuBY/s1600-h/tablerino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4TqRNhSVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Iv4mhKrDuBY/s320/tablerino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201116236555045202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El empaque es una carterita :), dentro se guarda el tablero y las piezas se guardan por fuera en los bolsillitos transparentes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4S1BNhSUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s0pZwFdQEmE/s1600-h/empaquini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4S1BNhSUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s0pZwFdQEmE/s320/empaquini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201115321727011138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-4088013541116423947?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/05/ajedrez-temtico.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/SC4MDhNhSMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VvsPbmonyYg/s72-c/1,d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-4852551695049580090</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-08T17:39:01.311-08:00</atom:updated><title>LLaveroles*</title><description>Ultimamente me divierto cosiendo muñes para LLevar...&lt;br /&gt;LLaveros*&lt;br /&gt;Con doble ele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miden aprox. 10x6cm&lt;/span&gt;, son hermosos, quisiera quedarme con toooodos&lt;br /&gt;pero los he vendido a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 bs fuertes&lt;/span&gt; cada uno...que mala madre! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aquí algunas fotos de ellos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/LauraSokso/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03855.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 355px; height: 267px;" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/LauraSokso/DSC03855.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/LauraSokso/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03845.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/LauraSokso/DSC03845.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/LauraSokso/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 214px;" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/LauraSokso/DSC03849.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute isn't?&lt;br /&gt;Laura+&lt;br /&gt;eledeque@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-4852551695049580090?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/02/llaveroles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-1414689998035677337</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:13:47.769-08:00</atom:updated><title>BORGES DE TELA...de lo intangible a lo real</title><description>"Hago muñecos de tela desde hace rato,  parece que tengo herencia de mi bisabuela Aída en esto, quizás por eso siento este feeling. Mis muñecos siempre han sido súper espontáneos,  yo con ellos al crearlos y ellos conmigo al final cuando toman una actitud y se empeñan en ser únicos. Muchas veces adoptan personalidades inesperadas, trato siempre de que mi imaginación les gane pero en pocas ocasiones lo logro y terminan sorprendiéndome. A veces se sienten perdidos, pero se las ingenian para tener historias detrás de cada ojo de botón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta pensar en que cada uno de ellos nace y tiene una vida. Me gusta darles ese aliento para que no solo ocupen un espacio, sino para que en cada segundo que no los vemos nos extrañen, conversen y jueguen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La imaginación para mi es un destape espontáneo de la mente, muchas veces sin rumbo, completamente onírica, sutil e inesperada; otras veces guiada por una pizca de algo,  quizás una pequeña mueca, quizás una descripción extensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libros, cultivan de una manera hermosa la imaginación. La subjetividad se viste de gala para hacer lo que le da la gana. Leer algún cuento, ensayo, carta, relato siempre me destapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada persona destapa su mente sin saber que encontrará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He aquí el destape de mi proyecto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El libro “El libro de los seres imaginarios” escrito por Jorge Luís Borges,  es una colección de “animalitos “…seres extraños, criaturas imaginarias producto de sueños, miedos, deseos, necesidades que el hombre ha tenido desde el origen de su existencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este libro ha destapado algo inesperado en mí, todo esto que imaginé de cada ser que Borges guarda en este libro, se ha unido mi habilidad de coser, pegar botones, dar vida a muñecos de tela. Así, abren paso entre los peroles y perolitos de mi cuarto, saltando de las hojas a mi máquina de coser ABTU Y ANET, EL APLANADOR Y LOS PIGMEOS , de la biblioteca a mis manos,  esta vez convencidos de quienes son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De lo intangible a lo real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hacer muñecos de tela inspirados en el libro “El libro de los seres imaginarios” de Borges es hacer un mix entre la literatura y el diseño artesanal. Conocer la literatura por medio de un producto hecho a mano. Integrar la literatura al diseño. Destapar cualquier imaginacion. Invitar y cultivar la lectura de cierta forma. Dar vida a este cuento. Homenajear a este gran escritor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este texto es parte de un proyecto que realicé para una materia que se llama iniciación empresarial.&lt;br /&gt;Acá abajo les dejo algunas fotos de los muñecos imaginarios que fabriqué.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-1414689998035677337?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/borges-de-telade-lo-intangible-lo-real.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-915076291424886136</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:13:00.885-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>A BAO A QU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FPnu1vgII/AAAAAAAAADk/5ajxxVag_dk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FPnu1vgII/AAAAAAAAADk/5ajxxVag_dk/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161494191950233730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Su vuelta a la vida es muy breve, pues al bajar el peregrino, el A Bao A Qu rueda y cae hasta el escalón inicial, donde, ya apagado y semejante a una lámina de contornos vagos, espera al próximo visitante. Sólo es posible verlo bien cuando llega a la mitad de la escalera, donde las prolongaciones de su cuerpo, que a manera de bracitos lo ayudan a subir, se definen con claridad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-915076291424886136?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/bao-qu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FPnu1vgII/AAAAAAAAADk/5ajxxVag_dk/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-2159234192879427381</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:11:48.577-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>EL APLANADOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FQl-1vgKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YpjHj4se2SY/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FQl-1vgKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YpjHj4se2SY/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161495261397090466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...El Aplanador tiene diez veces el tamaño del elefante, al que se parece muchísimo. Está&lt;br /&gt;provisto de una trompa algo corta y de colmillos largos y rectos... ... Las patas son cónicas ymuy anchas; las puntas de los conos parecen encajarse en el cuerpo. Este plantígrado va aplanando la tierra y precede a los albañiles y constructores..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-2159234192879427381?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-aplanador.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FQl-1vgKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YpjHj4se2SY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-8632007115631638742</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:11:19.102-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>EL PÁJARO QUE CAUSA LA LLUVIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLAu1vgDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SZcx_rE2wzI/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLAu1vgDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SZcx_rE2wzI/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161489123888824370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLA-1vgEI/AAAAAAAAADE/6gdxb4qD6j0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Añadir imagen" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLA-1vgEI/AAAAAAAAADE/6gdxb4qD6j0/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161489128183791682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLA-1vgFI/AAAAAAAAADM/m4N73UppHrE/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLA-1vgFI/AAAAAAAAADM/m4N73UppHrE/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161489128183791698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLBO1vgGI/AAAAAAAAADU/TDSO-JNo0YM/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLBO1vgGI/AAAAAAAAADU/TDSO-JNo0YM/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161489132478759010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Además del dragón, los agricultores chinos disponen del pájaro llamado Shang Yang para obtener la lluvia. Tiene una sola pata; en épocas antiguas los niños saltaban en un pie y fruncían las cejas afirmando: "Lloverá porque está retozando el Shang Yang". Se refiere, en efecto, que bebe el agua de los ríos y la deja caer sobre la tierra..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-8632007115631638742?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/el-pjaro-que-causa-la-lluvia-adems-del.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FLAu1vgDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SZcx_rE2wzI/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-2140182989498036163</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:09:51.915-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>LOS PIGMEOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FJ1-1vgBI/AAAAAAAAACs/x9uQSHUTDsA/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FJ1-1vgBI/AAAAAAAAACs/x9uQSHUTDsA/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161487839693602834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FJ1-1vgCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6ZrJD3kJSwI/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FJ1-1vgCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6ZrJD3kJSwI/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161487839693602850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para los antiguos, esta nación de enanos habitaba en los confines del Indostán o de Etiopía. Ciertos autores aseveran que edificaban sus moradas con cáscaras de huevo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-2140182989498036163?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/los-pigmeos-para-los-antiguos-esta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FJ1-1vgBI/AAAAAAAAACs/x9uQSHUTDsA/s72-c/8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-4071156670183058006</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:09:12.482-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ABTU Y ANET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FIv-1vgAI/AAAAAAAAACk/JOpr8BIyMUA/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FIv-1vgAI/AAAAAAAAACk/JOpr8BIyMUA/s320/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161486637102759938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Según la mitología de los egipcios, Abtu y Anet son dos peces idénticos y sagrados que van nadando ante la nave de Ra, dios del sol, para advertirlo contra cualquier peligro. Durante el día, la nave viaja por el cielo, del naciente al poniente; durante la noche, bajo tierra, en dirección inversa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El Libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-4071156670183058006?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/abtu-y-anet-segn-la-mitologa-de-los.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FIv-1vgAI/AAAAAAAAACk/JOpr8BIyMUA/s72-c/9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-8455303527542186774</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 03:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:08:40.163-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>SERES TÉRMICOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FGhO1vf9I/AAAAAAAAACM/Trl-eUc_rZY/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FGhO1vf9I/AAAAAAAAACM/Trl-eUc_rZY/s320/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161484184676433874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FGhe1vf-I/AAAAAAAAACU/Vy2nyHy_lrw/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FGhe1vf-I/AAAAAAAAACU/Vy2nyHy_lrw/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161484188971401186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Al visionario y teósofo Rudolf Steiner le fue revelado que este planeta, antes de ser la tierra que conocemos, pasó por una etapa solar, y antes por una etapa saturnina. El hombre, ahora, consta de un cuerpo físico, de un cuerpo etéreo, de un cuerpo astral y de un yo; a principios de la etapa o época saturnina, era un cuerpo físico, únicamente. Este cuerpo no era visible nisiquiera tangible, ya que entonces no había en la tierra ni sólidos ni líquidos ni gases. Sólo había estados de calor, Formas Térmicas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El Libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-8455303527542186774?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/seres-trmicos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FGhO1vf9I/AAAAAAAAACM/Trl-eUc_rZY/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-1026999051244487718</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:04:33.564-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>LA LIEBRE LUNAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FFv-1vf8I/AAAAAAAAACE/BhhKOoA_d58/s1600-h/,2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FFv-1vf8I/AAAAAAAAACE/BhhKOoA_d58/s320/,2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161483338567876546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FEke1vf6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/y5XfF-2EWYM/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FEke1vf6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/y5XfF-2EWYM/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161482041487753122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...El Buda, en una de sus vidas anteriores,padecio hambre; para alimentarlo, una Liebre se arrojo al fuego. El Buda, como recompensa, envió su alma a la luna. Ahi, bajo una acacia, la Liebre tritura en un mortero mágico las drogas que integran el elixir de la inmortalidad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El Libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-1026999051244487718?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-liebre-lunar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FFv-1vf8I/AAAAAAAAACE/BhhKOoA_d58/s72-c/,2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-5739581545292684551</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 03:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:01:26.440-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>LAS HADAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FCde1vf4I/AAAAAAAAABk/kdv04as4fzI/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FCde1vf4I/AAAAAAAAABk/kdv04as4fzI/s320/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161479722205413250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Intervienen mágicamente en los sucesos de los hombres. Se ha dicho que las Hadas son las más numerosas, las más bellas y las más memorables de las divinidades menores. No están limitadas a una sola región o a una sola época. Los antiguos griegos, los esquimales y los pieles rojas narran historias de héroes que han logrado el amor de estas fantásticas criaturas. Tales aventuras son peligrosas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El Libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-5739581545292684551?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/las-hadas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6FCde1vf4I/AAAAAAAAABk/kdv04as4fzI/s72-c/14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986113413786098203.post-6911454772190938538</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 03:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T21:00:01.494-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>LA ANFISBENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6E_8u1vf2I/AAAAAAAAABU/dTiBJnKHsMI/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6E_8u1vf2I/AAAAAAAAABU/dTiBJnKHsMI/s320/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161476960541441890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6E_8-1vf3I/AAAAAAAAABc/Co48HSeCSaU/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6E_8-1vf3I/AAAAAAAAABc/Co48HSeCSaU/s320/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161476964836409202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...En las Antillas y en ciertas regiones de América, el nombre se aplica a un reptil que comúnmente se conoce por "doble andadora", por "serpiente de dos cabezas" y por "madre de las hormigas". Se dice que las hormigas la mantienen. También se dice que, si la cortan en dos pedazos, éstos se juntan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“El Libro de los Seres Imaginarios”&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luís Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Pedro Cassany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2986113413786098203-6911454772190938538?l=eledeque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eledeque.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-anfisbena.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ele')</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B0gGzmTkdGY/R6E_8u1vf2I/AAAAAAAAABU/dTiBJnKHsMI/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>