Writing based in "Lucy in the sky with diamonds" by Lennon-Mc Cartney I remember the exact shade of red the sky was turning that afternoon in “El Pescado” river, near Correas. As usual I was in my boat trying to forget about the landscape on my desk, filled with the black and white sheets of paper with static lines of colour made by me that so much threatened my peace and my sleep hours. My eyes hardly forget the tapestry made by the last sun rays sparkling through the leaves of the tree that five months after would provide me with tons of tangerines. Suddenly, I heard somebody calling me. I answered quite slowly. A green eyed girl was staring at me and when I looked at her, she offered to me a cellophane flower coronet, saying that she was looking for me to be her queen and after asking me to close my eyes for the ceremony, she was gone. Not exactly gone, but at least running and I was worried that such a young girl was all on her own by the river, where she might fell and drown, where a snake might find her, or even someone worse than that. So I followed her down to a bridge by a fountain where some people were having a party of some kind and everyone was smiling not to laugh at me as I was drift through some flowers that at that time of the year grow incredibly high and prevented me to continue. The boat got stuck and I couldn’t help it. A little boy in a rocking horse was watching me. His father brought his old black and white taxi that was completely smashed as if it was an old newspaper but proved strong enough to drive me out. The family invited me to eat a marshmallow pie before leaving and of course, I forgot about the girl. To be honest, I cannot forget. I always imagine how it could be to find her again. I picture myself in many places where I could find her. In the square, the bridge, or on a train in the station and suddenly she is there at the turnstile: The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.