tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126968409099662702024-03-14T04:35:49.818+00:00Moments in Pictures by DidaFlowerDiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-29085236981565787632022-11-07T22:14:00.001+00:002022-11-07T22:14:15.062+00:00Outrora...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVWFLr4RbfOQ_c701x1Li9W7yxVP3PIYhADVxSubhky6CnoyVl1-uX2GFzhS1Tx-Lj_9UPxx4qL0AS7pLNVF-oCW0GRapCSA6cEYqiWqo566d70LnXqkS49b39mJ1FVrKIqN_3Jx33qYchmeDfuCrXexH0PhhkBXkS8Q-I0x88cNoExXjvTPaAu9Lqg/s4160/IMG_20160312_130715.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2336" data-original-width="4160" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVWFLr4RbfOQ_c701x1Li9W7yxVP3PIYhADVxSubhky6CnoyVl1-uX2GFzhS1Tx-Lj_9UPxx4qL0AS7pLNVF-oCW0GRapCSA6cEYqiWqo566d70LnXqkS49b39mJ1FVrKIqN_3Jx33qYchmeDfuCrXexH0PhhkBXkS8Q-I0x88cNoExXjvTPaAu9Lqg/w640-h360/IMG_20160312_130715.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: medium;">"Recordam-se vocês do bom tempo d´outrora,</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: medium;">"Dum tempo que passou e não volta mais,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: medium;">Quando íamos a rir pela existência fora</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: medium;">Alegres como em Junho os bandos dos pardais?..."</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: medium;">Abílio Guerra Junqueiro</span><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p align="center" style="text-align: center;"></p><p align="center" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-66343771093871379792022-06-22T01:11:00.001+01:002022-06-22T01:11:50.371+01:00Para lembrar tardes de Verão<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUL8cS0q6y4zCZRo-a9-8azNzRYR8hZ1ll_TnRNOtL3lBRZ3y5V7TKZvNAZVCpl-f3LeTNJRzqZa7A1ZlUsJw9sTNALFzvETC5YZgBL9qpxNwuV2_vSGS92N_DdfwH0xdCx1QC73ZdlXgWZnZM9F3m0CI8QqBCvhzDiJLl2jxtK784jQ3F-ZK5Yc89Iw/s3899/20220611_205707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3899" data-original-width="2195" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUL8cS0q6y4zCZRo-a9-8azNzRYR8hZ1ll_TnRNOtL3lBRZ3y5V7TKZvNAZVCpl-f3LeTNJRzqZa7A1ZlUsJw9sTNALFzvETC5YZgBL9qpxNwuV2_vSGS92N_DdfwH0xdCx1QC73ZdlXgWZnZM9F3m0CI8QqBCvhzDiJLl2jxtK784jQ3F-ZK5Yc89Iw/w360-h640/20220611_205707.jpg" width="360" /></a></div><br />e dias melhores.<p></p><p>Que o ponto de referência nos guie e a luz não se apague.</p><p>Precisamos de dias doces e tranquilos.</p><p>Já basta!</p><p><br /></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-17363511172006009872022-05-12T01:35:00.000+01:002022-05-12T01:35:06.747+01:00Retalhos coloridos<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLjuKzVNnYSvLRxeYxAwrTcPYpSxsf2x-tXz5NdONhTnjHlaQLeZ4qYGCfyjs8mAS0VPBlMM6XwKD9kPfuZPFhXfPN1tDlfLrZyaaPCE0pPQDsf4O1ZxSewrm8MjKfp2PY0_YvMcq8U_wK0rjimwQSQhjta3p30QigIQtA5-EtFDxsZyVeRGtvVmQFA/s4032/20180519_204225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1960" data-original-width="4032" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLjuKzVNnYSvLRxeYxAwrTcPYpSxsf2x-tXz5NdONhTnjHlaQLeZ4qYGCfyjs8mAS0VPBlMM6XwKD9kPfuZPFhXfPN1tDlfLrZyaaPCE0pPQDsf4O1ZxSewrm8MjKfp2PY0_YvMcq8U_wK0rjimwQSQhjta3p30QigIQtA5-EtFDxsZyVeRGtvVmQFA/w640-h312/20180519_204225.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal">“Sou feita de retalhos. Pedacinhos coloridos de cada vida
que passa pela minha e que vou costurando na alma. Nem sempre bonitos, nem
sempre felizes, mas me acrescentam e me fazem ser que eu sou.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b>As palavras não são da minha autoria.</b> Como fiquei em dúvida, não mencionei o seu autor.<o:p></o:p></p><br /><p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-13230756855103822002022-03-26T01:05:00.004+00:002022-03-26T01:05:42.574+00:00Janela aberta sobre a Ria...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIf8FGO2XLg1ubtOGCtAeD4JumYxdvRDWY8BSHNWt_47_oehW37bAPW2hKysRQVDxRKbskJ8QN8eCguhrC5-2WoH30fBAq6O1YckyGTVfGRan5D4k-3fgnDd_zGsJPS7Y5zOOuhmwYwkPdvfOWW50LOUNrZOy5nWlImitFmzrCvMabGMh6QqfhU5cTPA/s3952/20220306_173556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2225" data-original-width="3952" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIf8FGO2XLg1ubtOGCtAeD4JumYxdvRDWY8BSHNWt_47_oehW37bAPW2hKysRQVDxRKbskJ8QN8eCguhrC5-2WoH30fBAq6O1YckyGTVfGRan5D4k-3fgnDd_zGsJPS7Y5zOOuhmwYwkPdvfOWW50LOUNrZOy5nWlImitFmzrCvMabGMh6QqfhU5cTPA/w640-h360/20220306_173556.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Quicksand, Raleway, "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Tenho tanto sentimento</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Que é frequente persuadir-me</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">De que sou sentimental,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Mas reconheço, ao medir-me,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Que tudo isso é pensamento,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Que não senti afinal.</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Temos, todos que vivemos,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Uma vida que é vivida</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">E outra vida que é pensada,</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">E a única vida que temos</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">É essa que é dividida</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Entre a verdadeira e a errada.</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Qual porém é a verdadeira</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">E qual errada, ninguém</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Nos saberá explicar;</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">E vivemos de maneira</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Que a vida que a gente tem</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">É a que tem que pensar.</span><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;" /><i style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: georgia; text-align: start;">Fernando Pessoa, in "Cancioneiro"</i></div></span>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-56212660185621504222021-12-29T00:59:00.001+00:002021-12-29T00:59:31.508+00:00Sejam Felizes<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjX31t1LCmjMPE-YUVVGtovOB23qOjgX2l1Hr4d6rJ6jlcNOEe9GSSZJwAuM2AzE130ZcUAUkzLj7Ry2scoKk7o_Eb729cIb-y5HL1gdlCJVfEeHw3AaFe7V1tZSabaIthH3xLNKnGK1w-TSJ-sn_7KqmxH6N4wmeFsIcdZ2imeTHiBpKC6kWjR-CVTEA=s852" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="852" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjX31t1LCmjMPE-YUVVGtovOB23qOjgX2l1Hr4d6rJ6jlcNOEe9GSSZJwAuM2AzE130ZcUAUkzLj7Ry2scoKk7o_Eb729cIb-y5HL1gdlCJVfEeHw3AaFe7V1tZSabaIthH3xLNKnGK1w-TSJ-sn_7KqmxH6N4wmeFsIcdZ2imeTHiBpKC6kWjR-CVTEA=w360-h640" width="360" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Que pouco seja sempre o suficiente.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Que muito seja: Amor, Saúde e Alegria.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">O resto, seja feito de paz em cada dia.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">FELIZ ANO NOVO</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /> <p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-2607226236869874962021-12-09T02:44:00.000+00:002021-12-09T02:44:00.673+00:00Hora da saudade...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I9TraKDyII/YbFsivaiPqI/AAAAAAAAfZM/0XwNsIUNZNAjJsu_HbekE2JXqH72YKNzgCNcBGAsYHQ/s2544/20191228_170751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1236" data-original-width="2544" height="311" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I9TraKDyII/YbFsivaiPqI/AAAAAAAAfZM/0XwNsIUNZNAjJsu_HbekE2JXqH72YKNzgCNcBGAsYHQ/w640-h311/20191228_170751.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-78807005846604385992021-11-24T22:41:00.000+00:002021-11-24T22:41:04.923+00:00 Se estou só, quero não estar,<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpiuFsoUl3I/YZ69vm-3OUI/AAAAAAAAfYI/kml7l29hhd41tUiaAD7WKzoZqHck3ZIMgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/20211114_215035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpiuFsoUl3I/YZ69vm-3OUI/AAAAAAAAfYI/kml7l29hhd41tUiaAD7WKzoZqHck3ZIMgCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h360/20211114_215035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">"Se não estou, quero estar só,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Enfim, quero sempre estar</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Da maneira que não estou.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Ser feliz é ser aquele.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">E aquele não é feliz,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Porque pensa dentro dele</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">E não dentro do que eu quis.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">A gente faz o que quer</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Daquilo que não é nada,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Mas falha se o não fizer,</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Fica perdido na estrada."</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT;">Fernando Pessoa</span></i></p><p style="background: rgb(240, 240, 240); border: 0px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; list-style-type: none; margin: 20px 0px 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-65213809471230512932021-11-16T19:28:00.001+00:002021-11-16T19:28:06.553+00:00Da janela<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KzJ38qzAzBM/YZQFgxxl97I/AAAAAAAAfXk/9Xf9FNSmakE6eWg83raYAd-KOamATodpQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/20211114_170343.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1334" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KzJ38qzAzBM/YZQFgxxl97I/AAAAAAAAfXk/9Xf9FNSmakE6eWg83raYAd-KOamATodpQCLcBGAsYHQ/w416-h640/20211114_170343.jpg" width="416" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Cavalaria</div><p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-71518291585679750492021-11-15T13:16:00.000+00:002021-11-15T13:16:02.827+00:00Simples<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVPZieGUisg/YZJc84nV1SI/AAAAAAAAfXc/MPac8WdXb5UL_mvFguKhCkpWtsLflrF4QCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/20211114_154517b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1397" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVPZieGUisg/YZJc84nV1SI/AAAAAAAAfXc/MPac8WdXb5UL_mvFguKhCkpWtsLflrF4QCLcBGAsYHQ/w437-h640/20211114_154517b.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><br /><p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-12106164672526917552021-11-12T16:54:00.001+00:002021-11-12T16:54:00.162+00:00Recolher<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfrsxyuFv0I/YYqnxWnWT3I/AAAAAAAAfXA/r2FHQu7vC6QJqLLv2qkuRwiXdviNCWIswCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/20211015_191901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1153" data-original-width="2048" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfrsxyuFv0I/YYqnxWnWT3I/AAAAAAAAfXA/r2FHQu7vC6QJqLLv2qkuRwiXdviNCWIswCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h360/20211015_191901.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />O frio aconselha a recolher. Prevalece a nostalgia desta hora que finda. Restam nuances no horizonte em jeito de esperança de amanhecer.<p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-20184932379595423122021-11-09T16:51:00.003+00:002021-11-09T16:51:39.437+00:00Outono 2021<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iiu0ltocJe0/YYqmXxKW3kI/AAAAAAAAfW4/o6MeoAwlOhEh75blQJLf-S5ZXY7ZiRPnACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/20211017_111218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1178" data-original-width="2048" height="368" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iiu0ltocJe0/YYqmXxKW3kI/AAAAAAAAfW4/o6MeoAwlOhEh75blQJLf-S5ZXY7ZiRPnACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h368/20211017_111218.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Pinturas em modo Outonal</div><p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-44776241624224620652021-07-08T11:57:00.003+01:002021-07-08T11:57:48.354+01:00Douro Internacional<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SEXzOyZ5YWw/YObZki-xiaI/AAAAAAAAfSs/PeMDareetl42r0KI5ic_y1mffZok88P-gCLcBGAsYHQ/s2543/20191019_154640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1236" data-original-width="2543" height="310" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SEXzOyZ5YWw/YObZki-xiaI/AAAAAAAAfSs/PeMDareetl42r0KI5ic_y1mffZok88P-gCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h310/20191019_154640.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-80896036756708846772019-05-15T00:39:00.001+01:002019-05-15T00:39:39.376+01:00Cascata em Drave<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-1903155466095082772019-05-08T11:32:00.000+01:002019-05-08T11:32:16.620+01:00A Granxa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-41273249385057238222019-04-01T23:30:00.000+01:002019-04-01T23:30:01.202+01:00Ponto de passagem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Caminheiros percorrem estes passadiços de mochila sobre as costas. Estrangeiros. São muitos. Seguem animadamente em grupo. Outros totalmente solitários. Talvez caminheiros rumo a Santiago de Compostela. Muitos levam uma concha presa à mochila.</div>
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Confesso, fiquei curiosa.</div>
DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-90217694430439045972018-09-07T02:16:00.002+01:002018-09-07T02:17:53.135+01:00Minimalismo visual<h2>
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gosto de ver pouco de cada vez, ainda que tenha muito para ver.</h2>
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<br />DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-50135760634939993902018-03-06T21:44:00.000+00:002018-03-06T21:44:47.443+00:00De lá...para cá!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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ao desfazer da curva- a passagem</div>
DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-4358812216606519252018-02-25T16:01:00.000+00:002018-02-25T16:01:07.578+00:00Ainda vamos em Fevereiro e a luz é de Primavera<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Por cá o sol brilha sobre fundo azul</div>
DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-2355611674319885702018-02-01T18:51:00.001+00:002018-02-01T18:51:34.912+00:00Bonecas de ontem...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Viagem presente. Revisitar passado aos molhos.</div>
DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-39640222748184351082018-01-18T00:15:00.000+00:002018-01-18T00:15:14.619+00:00Ver em duplicado o céu beijando o rio<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com34780 Santo Tirso, Portugal41.3431376 -8.473807800000031441.2954526 -8.5544888000000316 41.3908226 -8.3931268000000312tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-4622933264620449172017-11-14T21:55:00.000+00:002017-11-14T21:55:35.062+00:00De bicicleta...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-70029438525392344212017-11-14T21:47:00.000+00:002017-11-14T21:47:53.616+00:00A roupinha do bebé<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Sinto-te entre as mãos</h3>
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Toque suave</h3>
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Doce encanto</h3>
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<br />DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-57046945436315900072017-10-12T19:25:00.001+01:002017-10-12T19:25:43.611+01:00Azul, muito azul.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-76252282926788924602012-10-16T23:51:00.001+01:002012-10-16T23:51:12.321+01:00O mundo nas mãos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"O Mundo está nas mãos daqueles<br /><br />que tem coragem de sonhar,<br /><br />e correr o risco<br /><br />de Viver seus <br /><br />SONHOS"</div>
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<i class="aut">Paulo Coelho</i></div>
DiDahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16750724984076043606noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612696840909966270.post-70394241763168972632012-03-26T01:06:00.000+01:002012-03-26T01:06:27.677+01:00Metade de mim...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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