<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post6596060927863170028..comments</id><updated>2011-06-10T00:23:29.821-07:00</updated><category term='poemas'/><category term='exposiciones'/><category term='concursos'/><category term='libros'/><category term='Sonría'/><category term='collages'/><category term='bocetos'/><category term='editorial'/><title type='text'>Comments on el pájaro contemplativo: Detrás del espejo...</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/feeds/6596060927863170028/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html'/><author><name>Ale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776018497506280517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTVMhkVxFEs/TiIcvj2kTKI/AAAAAAAAAj0/9-WcfKUtwKU/s220/yop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-57242284124197341</id><published>2011-06-10T00:23:29.821-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:23:29.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He de decir que conocí este blog hace poco y, siem...</title><content type='html'>He de decir que conocí este blog hace poco y, siempre que puedo, me paso por este blog. Soy una persona que adora el arte, ya sea escrito, dibujado, cantado, tocado... Todo puede ser arte en realidad. He visto mucho y poco al mismo tiempo, y realmente hay pocas cositas que llamen mi atención de tal manera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta ahora no había escrito ni un comentario, menos aún en estos momentos que el corazón me duele hasta donde mi mente no es capaz de llegar y, sobretodo, los estudios me agobían de manera increíble. Sin embargo, ahora realmente merece la pena dejar un pequeño granito de arena. Estuve esperando esta oportunidad, y en cuanto he visto este dibujo, supe que era el momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente... Increíble. Ignoro si lo veo tan hermoso porque realmente lo es o porque el momento que estoy pasando me arrastra a examinar cada detalle de este objeto de adoración. Todos los detalles, la perspectiva, el pequeño toque de color en su sitio.. Me ha encantado. Aún me estoy regañando por no haberlo visto antes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con esto queda claro que todos tenemos nuestros tristes y melancólicos inviernos... Y nuestras cálidas y coloridas primaveras.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/57242284124197341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/57242284124197341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1307690609821#c57242284124197341' title=''/><author><name>Nao / Ángelo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2025418853'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-1579174905670354238</id><published>2011-04-18T06:19:52.682-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:19:52.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobri... mucho! y bienvenido, desaparecido :)

Abr...</title><content type='html'>Sobri... mucho! y bienvenido, desaparecido :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazo de otoño sin perturbaciones, ToTo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre los pájaros, Alfred. Se le extrañó en los lanzamientos varios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cata, muchas gracias y felicitaciones por El patas de hilo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kco... flores de otoño, por supuesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iratxe, las primaveras imaginadas florecen más rápido que las reales! (me encanta tu bigote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmencita, me hiperalegra que te guste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, hay nucas muy rarunas ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/1579174905670354238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/1579174905670354238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1303132792682#c1579174905670354238' title=''/><author><name>Ale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10776018497506280517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17836670420087799881'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F2wB6evzRP4/SmJxtdekh8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VK2KnUbNlKs/S220/she.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1505790378'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-3893859134706873201</id><published>2011-04-11T03:48:34.151-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T03:48:34.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que cosas más curiosas florecen de la mente</title><content type='html'>Que cosas más curiosas florecen de la mente</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/3893859134706873201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/3893859134706873201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1302518914151#c3893859134706873201' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Montero Galán</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10627212246563046317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fpYRP6Bd1tA/Sw6gyfVyaOI/AAAAAAAAAn8/rZmWDaE-b8o/S220/perfil.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1412570537'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-5160144382733098278</id><published>2011-04-10T09:29:55.418-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T09:29:55.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que buena Ale.
Me gusta mucho.</title><content type='html'>Que buena Ale.&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta mucho.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/5160144382733098278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/5160144382733098278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1302452995418#c5160144382733098278' title=''/><author><name>carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01000609379369084248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p3BWADNarZc/SrkjvLoPaSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wFcvVxnO7iM/S220/expo+el+beso1.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1643395319'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-8383295308301306296</id><published>2011-04-10T05:08:21.689-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T05:08:21.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wou!!! que impresión cuando lo he visto! le está f...</title><content type='html'>wou!!! que impresión cuando lo he visto! le está foreciendo la nuca!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/8383295308301306296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/8383295308301306296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1302437301689#c8383295308301306296' title=''/><author><name>Iratxe López de Munáin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09279912202380522414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zk6_dGzCOtg/TYOzKsqLstI/AAAAAAAAA1A/NPnT8RiiNAQ/s220/peque%25C3%25B1.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1845780330'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-1807984675264157376</id><published>2011-04-07T16:44:06.061-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:44:06.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florecer cervical, adivino neuronas como bichos!.....</title><content type='html'>Florecer cervical, adivino neuronas como bichos!...en pleno otoño...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/1807984675264157376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/1807984675264157376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1302219846061#c1807984675264157376' title=''/><author><name>kco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562521617329882494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfDrMu-JSBY/SxADsFItdyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_AXPsvqyiIY/S220/S6004606.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2074452720'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-4491072584447383157</id><published>2011-04-01T18:55:07.176-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:55:07.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo la encuentro muy buena...
me gusto mucho</title><content type='html'>yo la encuentro muy buena...&lt;br /&gt;me gusto mucho</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/4491072584447383157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/4491072584447383157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1301709307176#c4491072584447383157' title=''/><author><name>cata silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552617741235801233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_evjSCQ9iqhI/S7KELFsR7BI/AAAAAAAAAKA/77lERGzkDLE/S220/perfil.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-24591431'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-1640191548518341279</id><published>2011-03-28T17:05:00.833-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T17:05:00.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajarotes en la cabeza, cuatico pero bonito Ale!

...</title><content type='html'>Pajarotes en la cabeza, cuatico pero bonito Ale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/1640191548518341279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/1640191548518341279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1301357100833#c1640191548518341279' title=''/><author><name>Alfredo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04246957823675302392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIrb6m9CGvk/TW8f3uALZLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VF3dU7GpWCw/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-432648205'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-389947962235591495</id><published>2011-03-28T04:16:27.442-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T04:16:27.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como toda primavera muy perturbadora!!!
Abrazo pre...</title><content type='html'>Como toda primavera muy perturbadora!!!&lt;br /&gt;Abrazo precisamente de primavera.&lt;br /&gt;ToTo</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/389947962235591495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/389947962235591495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1301310987442#c389947962235591495' title=''/><author><name>ToTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10380302837087694617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0BoVq5TStI8/Sc_TEAQEFZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eABQHlZCu0I/S220/Tigre.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-768217308'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-9140598007386228745</id><published>2011-03-28T02:10:51.946-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T02:10:51.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qué inquietante...</title><content type='html'>Qué inquietante...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/9140598007386228745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/6596060927863170028/comments/default/9140598007386228745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html?showComment=1301303451946#c9140598007386228745' title=''/><author><name>Alberto Sobrino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18206869797087487833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.pajarocontemplativo.com/2011/03/detras-del-espejo.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449754973882132645.post-6596060927863170028' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449754973882132645/posts/default/6596060927863170028' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1973677019'/></entry></feed>
