Pat Soler

Pat is a young journalist trying to find her place in this world. She is absolutely obsessed with nature and adventure. You will recognize her easily: she's always wearing her unflagging backpack, her smile and also a hat. Patricia Soler 2015©

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La Dança de Campdevànol. 

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I really love Greta. She is really shy,  almost skittish. My friend’s family save her from being almost on the street and nowadays I can say she is happy. She is always afraid of strangers, thats why I felt so happy the firts day I managed to stroke her. She usually looks sad but the first day she tried to play with me in that hill I could not be more happy to see her playing, running and messing around to get my attention. It was a lovely day i’ll never forget, the day I left the tag of stranger to become in someone she can trust. Now, every time she meet me she happyly moves her tail, carefully but in some way happy and shy to see me again. 

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Little portrait of Cadaqués. 

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Summer in Pyrinees is green, pink and blue. 

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"climbing shots" for a boy who is always smiling

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That's the city were I was born. I used to said that it was a smelly and horrible city, now that I've traveling a lot I can that Barcelona It's not as horrible as I had always thought. Ok, I prefer the mountains and also the little villages in the Pyrenees but it' not bad. Barcelona it's a sunny and happy city. Sometimes when it's going to rain, Barcelona smells like shit... but ... it's pretty anyway. Gothic and modernism architecture live in a perfect symbiosis and... that's fantastic! <3

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Sunset in Barcelona. 

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Finding you into the darkest nightmares. You told me that we’ll never be friends again and then you disappeared without trace. As spring you arrive and as smoke you left me and that’s not a easy pill to swallow. Sometimes I would like to be by your side, as my fried you were once upon time but you are not here anymore and now we can’t look each other to eyes without suffer. But it does’t seem to hurt you or at least this is what you make us believe.      

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Branchs. I reborned in summer, maybe just because of you but i'm not still sure of that. Now it's winter outside, and specially inside. Now, once again, I feel like the nature these days:  weak, lonely and gray. I feel myself so soft so breakable... I'm the misery girl I used to be few months ago. A girl without love, without hope, without truth. Poor, little and insignificant I try to recover form this illness. Do you know how it feels when you can see the sun shining across the window but you feel so weedy, so closed inside of you that you can't make a move? Pain is the only thing your heart feels and once more you feel like the nature these days. 

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Sometimes I would like to live in a bubble. I guess I could feel really safe living inside one of this colorful and spherical bubbles. Just to feel safe, safe from the world around me. If I could do that I would like to give her a big bubble just to make her feel better but I'm not still a fairy or a wizard so by the moment the only thing that I can do is stay by her side and make her feel right or at least try to do it. She is always willing to help, full of love to give and - as almost everybody in the world - trying to find the way to be happy. She is afraid - all of us are afraid too - cause life it's not something easy but to be afraid doesn't mean you a coward, not at all. Actually even the most brave are afraid sometimes but although they are completely frightened they carry on,  take  their own decisions and always try to find the better way to sort out the problems or at least the sadness. Maria is brave I know cause she take hard decisions, not without fear but trying to find the way to be happy. So as she is brave she don't need a bubble anymore I guess the next time I'll see her I'll give her a huge hug cause even the most brave need hugs from time-to-time. 

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A veces me gustaría vivir en una burbuja.  Supongo que podría sentirme realmente segura viviendo dentro de una de esas coloridas y esféricas burbujas. Sólo para sentirse segura, a salvo del mundo que me rodea. Si se pudiera vivir en una burbuja me gustaría regalarle a ella una gran burbuja,  sólo para hacerla sentir mejor, pero todavía no soy una hada o un mago así que por el momento lo único que puedo hacer es permanecer a su lado y hacerla sentir bien o al menos tratar de hacerlo. Ella siempre está dispuesta a ayudar , llena de amor para dar y - como casi todo en el mundo - trata de encontrar la manera de ser feliz .Ella tiene miedo - todos tenemos miedo también - porque la vida no es algo fácil, pero tener miedo no significa ser un cobarde, para nada. En realidad, incluso los más valientes tienen miedo a veces, pero a pesar de que pueden estar completamente asustados seguen adelante, toman sus propias decisiones y siempre tratan de encontrar la mejor manera de resolver los problemas , o al menos escapar de la tristeza . María es valiente porque toma decisiones difíciles, no sin miedo, pero si tratando de ser feliz . Así que como ella es valiente y no necesita una burbuja supongo que la próxima vez que vuelva a ver de le daré un gran abrazo ya que incluso los más valientes necesitan abrazos de vez en cuando .

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Mirrors. 

I don't have any brother or any sister therefore when I was just a child I learnt pretty well how to play just with myself. Now that I am not the child I used to be anymore I still like to play. It doesn't matter the place, the moment or the country, the only thing that really cares I find my self once more in the reflection to make me remember who I am. 

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I've been waiting this moment to arrive for months. 

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Portrait with leaves. Special thanks to Laia Torra.  

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Seagulls from Cork. Did you ever realized how much little they are? They are not puppy but the really look like. You need to stare they quite a bit to be sure that they are not baby seagulls. The Gulls in Barcelona are huge and they used to make me scare,  chiefly when they pursue  the pigeons to kill them but here in Cork even the wicked seagulls looks lovely. On Christmas time everything looks more cozy If you are Cork Town. 

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Life as a eternal wheel. 

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Walking down the town the perfect light,  the perfect place and the perfect moment surprise me like lightning in the darkness. Over the twilight Cork has the charm of the old fairy tales and the atmosphere of those vintage romantic movies which the kisses looked fake. Let me tell you: Only when the day is clear you can enjoy o lovely purple-pink sky when the sun comes down and I swear I'd never been something so beautiful.