El post es un poco viejo, pero tiene jugo, y olor, y sonido.
El sonido de una lengua antigua.
I’m American, but I have a hiraeth* on me for Wales. I went there first as a grad student in the 1980s. I learned to drink whiskey and do sheep impressions (I can differentiate between lambs and ewes). I learned what coal smoke smells like (nocturnal and oily). And I fell in love with the earth.
Leerlo entero, está en inglés, no será dificil.