Into the peñaflor´s wetlands

 

Into the peñaflor´s wetlands

This winter while everybody in our country was trembling with fear for cause Covid-19, such as political imprudence, , bored and tired, annoyed, with two friends we found ourselves in the heart of wetlands that luckily we have here, that teems with night life, as ducks, Chilean frogs, or the cold river water running, the fire burning, the singing of nocturnal life, among others.

The picture to show exactly that: fire burning, sound of the night, even the sound boiling water or our laughter. However, there is something we can´t see: how have we a wood stove and a place where we sheltered of the cold and humid of night?

Simple: someone it built and left it all things abandoned (rather someone so bored, tired and annoyed like we, rather someone that needed a home for living while the world returned to normal -when will our world return to normal? he would´ve questioned, I guess.

Few minutes before this house were set on fire because while the wood stove was burning, the walls and wooden floors also was burning. Therefor we had that to improvise with things we found, such as metallic panels we used like floor and walls, very resistant to high temperature.

Was a wonderful night. We did include bread. At that time while I took the photo, we were preparing the water to drink “hierba mate”.

By the way, that are my foots.