By neuropoeta on Skatehive
Sometimes routine gets the better of us, and between school, homework, and the hustle and bustle of the week, we forget that the simplest things are often what feed the soul the most. That is why last Saturday, a great friend and I made a decision that seemed small but turned out to be huge: we grabbed the kids and went to the Casino Campestre in Camagüey. The idea was simply to disconnect and let them feel the grass under their feet, to breathe that air that smells of old trees and wet earth. I wanted my daughter and her son to understand that nature is not just a screensaver, but a living space to which we belong. Then, almost without planning it, the ponies appeared. Small, hairy, with a patient look that invited trust, and we did not think twice. Ian David, my friend’s son, climbed on first because he is one of those children who experiences everything with his whole body. As soon as he mounted, his hands reached for the mane and his smile burst out. It was not a smile for a photo