tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76573655623792094922012-01-30T10:18:18.836-08:00Há dias, sabes, em que gostava de ser como o gato e que me tocasses sem desejar encontrar quaisquer sentimentos a não ser o que se exprime num espreguiçar muito lento - um vago agradecimento? - e que depois me deixasses deitado no sofá sem que nada pudesses levar da minha alma, pois nem saberias o que dela roubar. - Pedro PaixãoReal GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.comBlogger1061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-75849371325730075612012-01-30T10:14:00.000-08:002012-01-30T10:18:18.843-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtffmFIKzyE/TybeC4rUoPI/AAAAAAAABgU/i51lt-HJoZc/s1600/IMG_0270-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtffmFIKzyE/TybeC4rUoPI/AAAAAAAABgU/i51lt-HJoZc/s400/IMG_0270-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703490119266509042" /></a><span >@ praia da barra, aveiro</span><div><span >[janeiro2012]</span><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7584937132573007561?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-92099802125245041292012-01-25T07:50:00.000-08:002012-01-25T09:12:19.731-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: right; " >agora ia bem um fim-de-semana com areia na sola da bota...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: right; " >até os olhos se me riam!</span></div><div style="text-align: right;">=) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0z5ZPHIYe8/TyA1qMesR6I/AAAAAAAABgI/US9OLgd2ZlE/s400/SANY0111-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701616127271782306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span >@ figueira da foz [2011]</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-9209980212524504129?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-7101946493851707332012-01-24T11:21:00.000-08:002012-01-24T11:27:54.520-08:00<div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gC-n6o9ysE/Tx8FJVAXpBI/AAAAAAAABfA/QYL4mJIAhlA/s1600/SANY0517.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">queria tanto voltar aqui,</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">como não me importava de estar ali </span></div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701281807663692946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hE29W3JKgt0/Tx8FmO4w_JI/AAAAAAAABfM/Ztsw3gE11-s/s400/SANY0517.jpg" /></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">@ Praia de Mira [2011]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-710194649385170733?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-31345972552704326492010-10-20T08:02:00.000-07:002010-10-20T08:28:16.633-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TL8EfzAldqI/AAAAAAAABes/OI_NfXUwxrs/s1600/oxala1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530143811749377698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TL8EfzAldqI/AAAAAAAABes/OI_NfXUwxrs/s400/oxala1.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">OqueStrada - 09/2010</span> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /></span> <br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">ah, diz-me lá, ah diz-me aqui</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">oxalá, oxalá te veja ao meu lado</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">ao pé de mim, ao pé de <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mim</span></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3134597255270432649?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-81115753782985551452010-10-18T13:53:00.000-07:002010-10-18T13:57:39.731-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLy0DsgBZPI/AAAAAAAABek/i_5D39lcjSY/s1600/001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529492418082202866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLy0DsgBZPI/AAAAAAAABek/i_5D39lcjSY/s400/001.jpg" /></a> <div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">@ linha do vouga (s. pedro do sul - vouzela)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8111575378298555145?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-24836874292035618642010-10-16T10:10:00.000-07:002010-10-16T11:43:26.607-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndbwW6BgI/AAAAAAAABec/a2RK9KO_tGU/s1600/001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528693486481180162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndbwW6BgI/AAAAAAAABec/a2RK9KO_tGU/s400/001.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndbN71ulI/AAAAAAAABeU/ZAL1yEUiNC8/s1600/004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528693477240846930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndbN71ulI/AAAAAAAABeU/ZAL1yEUiNC8/s400/004.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndaz2CZlI/AAAAAAAABeM/DaSIA8SykTg/s1600/002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528693470237189714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndaz2CZlI/AAAAAAAABeM/DaSIA8SykTg/s400/002.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndapmFMtI/AAAAAAAABeE/NPgSo4IDE6o/s1600/003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528693467485909714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLndapmFMtI/AAAAAAAABeE/NPgSo4IDE6o/s400/003.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">serra da freita, arouca 2010<br /></span><div> </div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-2483687429203561864?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-72881452302442404952010-10-15T02:19:00.001-07:002010-10-16T11:43:26.608-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLggDpXq4iI/AAAAAAAABd8/YKPU2zIer0w/s1600/001.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528203789614113314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLggDpXq4iI/AAAAAAAABd8/YKPU2zIer0w/s400/001.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Ora então, vamos lá moliçar!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLge2OYoYVI/AAAAAAAABd0/N2OUDxgVKXk/s1600/001b.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528202459520459090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLge2OYoYVI/AAAAAAAABd0/N2OUDxgVKXk/s400/001b.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Máquina preparada!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLge1XaLg6I/AAAAAAAABds/7MXxMPhGi6E/s1600/002.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528202444763005858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLge1XaLg6I/AAAAAAAABds/7MXxMPhGi6E/s400/002.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Oh Senhor, pode começar, "fassabore"!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLge0mKxT0I/AAAAAAAABdk/i6f7FKALPxU/s1600/003.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528202431545036610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLge0mKxT0I/AAAAAAAABdk/i6f7FKALPxU/s400/003.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Juro que não fui eu que enrolei a bandeira espanhola!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgez29N9KI/AAAAAAAABdc/-XZXTQSGS0g/s1600/004.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528202418871727266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgez29N9KI/AAAAAAAABdc/-XZXTQSGS0g/s400/004.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Há que temperar a vida...<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgezFzzzwI/AAAAAAAABdU/ROqbDqYZnQE/s1600/005.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528202405678927618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgezFzzzwI/AAAAAAAABdU/ROqbDqYZnQE/s400/005.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">... com imagens destas!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgeb2AgzCI/AAAAAAAABdM/9z4E66CCSqk/s1600/006.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528202006300249122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgeb2AgzCI/AAAAAAAABdM/9z4E66CCSqk/s400/006.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Olhe que o barco não passa aí! Olhe que não!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgebXWS1iI/AAAAAAAABdE/L77YLwojycM/s1600/007.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201998070109730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgebXWS1iI/AAAAAAAABdE/L77YLwojycM/s400/007.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">ufa... passou! </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgea-uxe1I/AAAAAAAABc8/pL_BfxRjGNw/s1600/008.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201991461894994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgea-uxe1I/AAAAAAAABc8/pL_BfxRjGNw/s400/008.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">e a viagem continua... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgeaqQYi-I/AAAAAAAABc0/zHy4ZfP6Ar8/s1600/009.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201985965722594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgeaqQYi-I/AAAAAAAABc0/zHy4ZfP6Ar8/s400/009.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">pelos canais de Aveiro!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgeaeopngI/AAAAAAAABcs/8D21N-pIFV4/s1600/010.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201982846279170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgeaeopngI/AAAAAAAABcs/8D21N-pIFV4/s400/010.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br />...<br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd1xJYTDI/AAAAAAAABck/3mC8YdEwaXQ/s1600/011.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201352160234546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd1xJYTDI/AAAAAAAABck/3mC8YdEwaXQ/s400/011.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">... regressando, mais uma vez, não parece mesmo nada que isto passe! </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd1tplkeI/AAAAAAAABcc/kkRuEyLN0V8/s1600/012.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201351221580258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd1tplkeI/AAAAAAAABcc/kkRuEyLN0V8/s400/012.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">de regresso ao canal principal!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd1CjdFKI/AAAAAAAABcU/uVfejfjTgKY/s1600/013.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201339653133474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd1CjdFKI/AAAAAAAABcU/uVfejfjTgKY/s400/013.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Em direcção ao centro...<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd0n1ZASI/AAAAAAAABcM/Qjnb5NdpJsk/s1600/014.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201332480606498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd0n1ZASI/AAAAAAAABcM/Qjnb5NdpJsk/s400/014.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Passando por baixo de diversas pontes com o amor em cima duma delas!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd0WzdNVI/AAAAAAAABcE/1jCplSSI6yU/s1600/015.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528201327909090642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgd0WzdNVI/AAAAAAAABcE/1jCplSSI6yU/s400/015.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> </span> <div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdRQ8zsBI/AAAAAAAABb8/dBUAzXB6lc4/s1600/016.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528200725042278418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdRQ8zsBI/AAAAAAAABb8/dBUAzXB6lc4/s400/016.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> </span> <div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdQo05l3I/AAAAAAAABb0/SZkSkjkpP7M/s1600/017.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528200714271692658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdQo05l3I/AAAAAAAABb0/SZkSkjkpP7M/s400/017.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> </span> <div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdQROSikI/AAAAAAAABbs/4iujL3PhmXA/s1600/018.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528200707935734338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdQROSikI/AAAAAAAABbs/4iujL3PhmXA/s400/018.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> </span> <div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdQGq6wbI/AAAAAAAABbk/Qr7NbE8L1EU/s1600/019.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528200705103020466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdQGq6wbI/AAAAAAAABbk/Qr7NbE8L1EU/s400/019.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Oh pá, tira a máquina da frente!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdP-0iHuI/AAAAAAAABbc/p6Xlepk5adE/s1600/019b.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528200702995865314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLgdP-0iHuI/AAAAAAAABbc/p6Xlepk5adE/s400/019b.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Ai não tiras? Então roubo-te a tua foto!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Roubada e publicada!<br /><br /><br />@ Aveiro 08/2010</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7288145230244240495?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-65429925158166299482010-10-14T01:30:00.000-07:002010-10-16T11:43:26.608-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCfYhpOjI/AAAAAAAABbU/t7QMTsmUiwM/s1600/001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527819437059160626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCfYhpOjI/AAAAAAAABbU/t7QMTsmUiwM/s400/001.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCfMCfoAI/AAAAAAAABbM/IsniqZk62YE/s1600/002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527819433707282434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCfMCfoAI/AAAAAAAABbM/IsniqZk62YE/s400/002.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCe-7C4aI/AAAAAAAABbE/eSC-irk-V3s/s1600/003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527819430186377634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCe-7C4aI/AAAAAAAABbE/eSC-irk-V3s/s400/003.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCespDZsI/AAAAAAAABa8/lx8cYqRMGgk/s1600/004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527819425279076034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbCespDZsI/AAAAAAAABa8/lx8cYqRMGgk/s400/004.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBoKcVV9I/AAAAAAAABa0/AqDtkzY-1Ac/s1600/005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527818488385984466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBoKcVV9I/AAAAAAAABa0/AqDtkzY-1Ac/s400/005.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBn8NZLJI/AAAAAAAABas/JEGhdJx6T50/s1600/006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527818484565224594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBn8NZLJI/AAAAAAAABas/JEGhdJx6T50/s400/006.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBnnw_xvI/AAAAAAAABak/wiNvZoTv4-U/s1600/007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527818479077410546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBnnw_xvI/AAAAAAAABak/wiNvZoTv4-U/s400/007.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBnA2Ay3I/AAAAAAAABac/rAJiN9Xx88M/s1600/008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527818468629465970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBnA2Ay3I/AAAAAAAABac/rAJiN9Xx88M/s400/008.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBmzvYlXI/AAAAAAAABaU/oMbACfplOBI/s1600/009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527818465112003954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbBmzvYlXI/AAAAAAAABaU/oMbACfplOBI/s400/009.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAvLJzKLI/AAAAAAAABaM/eME_uA2LLjI/s1600/010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527817509324138674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAvLJzKLI/AAAAAAAABaM/eME_uA2LLjI/s400/010.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAugYYqsI/AAAAAAAABaE/cvzn0Wl1ImE/s1600/011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527817497842592450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAugYYqsI/AAAAAAAABaE/cvzn0Wl1ImE/s400/011.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAuI5DGHI/AAAAAAAABZ8/DF0YxGmvNqI/s1600/012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527817491537139826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAuI5DGHI/AAAAAAAABZ8/DF0YxGmvNqI/s400/012.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAt49sSRI/AAAAAAAABZ0/zGkBK46Z4NQ/s1600/013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527817487261649170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAt49sSRI/AAAAAAAABZ0/zGkBK46Z4NQ/s400/013.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAtZB9FVI/AAAAAAAABZs/zqsR6Sy0HR8/s1600/014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527817478689592658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLbAtZB9FVI/AAAAAAAABZs/zqsR6Sy0HR8/s400/014.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">@ praia de mira - 07/2010</span><br /></span><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-6542992515816629948?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-31118443366201240722010-10-12T14:38:00.000-07:002010-10-12T15:57:24.320-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTY9Mz7heI/AAAAAAAABZk/MpyjizSezbs/s1600/001.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527281188613096930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTY9Mz7heI/AAAAAAAABZk/MpyjizSezbs/s400/001.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Vai a malta passar um fim de semana fora, numa de aproveitar o sol da primavera e tal e dá com este tempo! Chegamos ao Parque da Fraguinha!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTY8SA8a1I/AAAAAAAABZc/vRzG1R07mls/s1600/002.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527281172829989714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTY8SA8a1I/AAAAAAAABZc/vRzG1R07mls/s400/002.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Depois de verificar todos os cantos da nossa casinha, que em tempos foi uma casa florestal e hoje dá para 3 casas de férias, há que ir passear!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYeC6pi0I/AAAAAAAABZU/XBYjzn_Wrho/s1600/003.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527280653380979522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYeC6pi0I/AAAAAAAABZU/XBYjzn_Wrho/s400/003.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">De chapéu de chuva e tal, mas não há medo!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYdXKFpqI/AAAAAAAABZM/7TjCiVuTLFY/s1600/004.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527280641634576034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYdXKFpqI/AAAAAAAABZM/7TjCiVuTLFY/s400/004.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E vale a pena!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYcydRayI/AAAAAAAABZE/bFGcOm_UbfI/s1600/005.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527280631782927138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYcydRayI/AAAAAAAABZE/bFGcOm_UbfI/s400/005.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Uma leve incursão, de carro, pelos estradões que levam às ventoinhas, um frio de Janeiro, uma chuva que molha tolos e não só com algumas descobertas intímas pelo meio!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYcINHxBI/AAAAAAAABY8/cDEpPW5ddDY/s1600/006.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527280620440896530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYcINHxBI/AAAAAAAABY8/cDEpPW5ddDY/s400/006.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Bora aproveitar para aquecer na mega lareira, alimentar a alma com conversas parvas, jogar umas cartadas e comer, comer, comer, comer... discotecas improvisadas, churrascos feitos à chuva, sonecas no sofá de mini na mão, guerras de cobertores e assim se passa o tempo!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYb3AplFI/AAAAAAAABY0/N6HTO5dl4s4/s1600/007.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527280615825183826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTYb3AplFI/AAAAAAAABY0/N6HTO5dl4s4/s400/007.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Dia 2: Nem chove, nem sai de cima, 80% arriscam a tentar fazer o PR2 - Rota das Bétulas!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXqYo_vRI/AAAAAAAABYs/BegAa_WCOZ8/s1600/008.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527279765859319058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXqYo_vRI/AAAAAAAABYs/BegAa_WCOZ8/s400/008.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Caminhar, fotografar e deitar conversa fora!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXpH4-r0I/AAAAAAAABYk/4CewAWOZ74s/s1600/009.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527279744183086914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXpH4-r0I/AAAAAAAABYk/4CewAWOZ74s/s400/009.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Encher os olhos e a alma de imagens que perdurarão!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXoiovS5I/AAAAAAAABYc/lgSYbhu4cNA/s1600/010.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527279734182857618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXoiovS5I/AAAAAAAABYc/lgSYbhu4cNA/s400/010.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E sempre vigiados pela plantação de ventoinhas que nos invadiu a serra!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXmVCiyTI/AAAAAAAABYU/1DYQ3C9bNTM/s1600/011.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527279696173254962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXmVCiyTI/AAAAAAAABYU/1DYQ3C9bNTM/s400/011.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> O medo da chuva é tanta, que até os rapazes levam chapéus de chuva cor de rosa e prateados!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXlNHq-ZI/AAAAAAAABYM/wxtA2zeSy8k/s1600/012.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527279676867410322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTXlNHq-ZI/AAAAAAAABYM/wxtA2zeSy8k/s400/012.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Até agora, estamos no caminho certo!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTWd2g5ZlI/AAAAAAAABYE/0Dvhw5d8rW8/s1600/013.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527278451028485714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTWd2g5ZlI/AAAAAAAABYE/0Dvhw5d8rW8/s400/013.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTWcouVarI/AAAAAAAABX0/5SgmIwT04Po/s1600/015.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527278430146882226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTWcouVarI/AAAAAAAABX0/5SgmIwT04Po/s400/015.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Chegamos ao cimo da serra e agora é só seguir as indicações!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Se as houvesse...<br /></span></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTWcEIAIvI/AAAAAAAABXs/TtF3kUAPCRk/s1600/016.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527278420322427634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLTWcEIAIvI/AAAAAAAABXs/TtF3kUAPCRk/s400/016.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Voltemos para trás então, antes que a chuva chegue!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">fim-de-semana @ parque da fraguinha</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(coelheira, candal, s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">08 e 09/05/2010</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">organizado por: nós (estragado pelo s. pedro)</span><br /><br /></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3111844336620124072?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-73574518300549011492010-10-12T02:51:00.000-07:002010-10-12T04:18:18.867-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ-ArEM70I/AAAAAAAABXc/SyU2P0EFNhk/s1600/001.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527110823971712834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ-ArEM70I/AAAAAAAABXc/SyU2P0EFNhk/s400/001.jpg" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Rumo a Manhouce e começa a caminhada, esta bem mais rural!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ-ARQiw_I/AAAAAAAABXU/W7nWlncEvCA/s1600/002.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527110817044153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ-ARQiw_I/AAAAAAAABXU/W7nWlncEvCA/s400/002.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">O solinho de maio veio mesmo a calhar.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ-ADAqW4I/AAAAAAAABXM/bzqMAQc-Mag/s1600/003.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527110813219445634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ-ADAqW4I/AAAAAAAABXM/bzqMAQc-Mag/s400/003.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E quase encadeava nas águas límpidas!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8SkyY1xI/AAAAAAAABXE/5DNiCAZlZqk/s1600/004.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108932500772626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8SkyY1xI/AAAAAAAABXE/5DNiCAZlZqk/s400/004.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Só de pensar na vitelinha à manhouce que nos esperava para o almoço, até as pernas tinham outra energia!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8SP-gVaI/AAAAAAAABW8/RT5N8rZpkvs/s1600/005.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108926914450850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8SP-gVaI/AAAAAAAABW8/RT5N8rZpkvs/s400/005.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Rural, dizia eu!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8R_BdbtI/AAAAAAAABW0/QbeDLXa8zhE/s1600/006.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108922363440850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8R_BdbtI/AAAAAAAABW0/QbeDLXa8zhE/s400/006.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E aqui temos uns ricos exemplares ainda vivos! <br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8Rl-RGhI/AAAAAAAABWs/Z3X-vLdQejo/s1600/007.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108915639163410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8Rl-RGhI/AAAAAAAABWs/Z3X-vLdQejo/s400/007.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Hora da bucha, sêmea de Viseu, vinho não sei bem de onde e presunto de Pinho!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8RQetYwI/AAAAAAAABWk/OH19KNzIAo8/s1600/008.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108909869654786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ8RQetYwI/AAAAAAAABWk/OH19KNzIAo8/s400/008.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Muuuuuuuuuuu (na impossibilidade de conseguir captar o exemplar por inteiro, ficamos com duas partes que quase fazem um!)<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ67xqdH-I/AAAAAAAABV0/juDX9k0CD34/s1600/009.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527107441308540898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ67xqdH-I/AAAAAAAABV0/juDX9k0CD34/s400/009.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Não vás embora, ainda não é hoje que vai para o forno!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ67irNjmI/AAAAAAAABVs/5N7LcDrhQ7g/s1600/010.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527107437285183074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ67irNjmI/AAAAAAAABVs/5N7LcDrhQ7g/s400/010.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E falando em ruralidades, não poderia faltar o canastro!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ67EEV0RI/AAAAAAAABVk/5XuVT7qRGMs/s1600/011.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527107429069082898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ67EEV0RI/AAAAAAAABVk/5XuVT7qRGMs/s400/011.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> É aqui que ficam presas as vacas à espera de serem inseminadas (para não dizer uma palavra feia) lol<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ668-I6vI/AAAAAAAABVc/LJ--ipGnL_o/s1600/012.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527107427164023538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ668-I6vI/AAAAAAAABVc/LJ--ipGnL_o/s400/012.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />A vaquinha 3170 posa para mim com um olhar melado!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ66sh0kmI/AAAAAAAABVU/rVqsiaaCmek/s1600/013.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527107422750282338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQ66sh0kmI/AAAAAAAABVU/rVqsiaaCmek/s400/013.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">muuu para ti também!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyWe8MN1I/AAAAAAAABT8/9hLeWvJKx5M/s1600/014.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527098004534474578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyWe8MN1I/AAAAAAAABT8/9hLeWvJKx5M/s400/014.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Em Maio, afastam-se os maus olhados com as maias. Aqui não é excepção!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyU1HZLqI/AAAAAAAABT0/CWdrEUpR54k/s1600/015.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527097976127303330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyU1HZLqI/AAAAAAAABT0/CWdrEUpR54k/s400/015.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Devagar para não cair!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyTdUILZI/AAAAAAAABTs/8Ohv_Q4zolo/s1600/016.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527097952558394770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyTdUILZI/AAAAAAAABTs/8Ohv_Q4zolo/s400/016.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E agora todos em fila indiana.<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyRsXqzFI/AAAAAAAABTk/R5LahTJncFA/s1600/017.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527097922240040018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyRsXqzFI/AAAAAAAABTk/R5LahTJncFA/s400/017.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Vamos lá ver se este moinho está operacional!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyPVKdyQI/AAAAAAAABTc/XLv6ROOYaxk/s1600/018.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527097881650907394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQyPVKdyQI/AAAAAAAABTc/XLv6ROOYaxk/s400/018.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E está mesmo!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw_WBT7LI/AAAAAAAABTU/LXpLyGMHlaU/s1600/019.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527096507491413170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw_WBT7LI/AAAAAAAABTU/LXpLyGMHlaU/s400/019.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> :)<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw9y7PZZI/AAAAAAAABTM/GiBwyrFhN2Y/s1600/020.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527096480890840466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw9y7PZZI/AAAAAAAABTM/GiBwyrFhN2Y/s400/020.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Isso, não mexe! Muito bem!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw9pcladI/AAAAAAAABTE/OYpB7gPfZEM/s1600/022.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527096478346340818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw9pcladI/AAAAAAAABTE/OYpB7gPfZEM/s400/022.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Um canastro tipo T3<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw7llk9AI/AAAAAAAABS0/cvrvR0bZ3gI/s1600/024.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527096442950579202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TLQw7llk9AI/AAAAAAAABS0/cvrvR0bZ3gI/s400/024.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Chegados ao local do mercado tradicional, hora para matar a sede e aguardar pelo almoço.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">rota da vitela</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">(manhouce - s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">02/05/2010</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">organizado por: </span><a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/site/untitled/apresentacao.htm"><span style="font-size:78%;">criar raízes</span></a><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7357451830054901149?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-10646880775251392442010-10-07T15:29:00.000-07:002010-10-12T04:18:18.868-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E já que não há nada para fazer no sábado, que tal ir calcar monte?<br />Programa feito, mapa visto e revisto, os rapazes a tratar das coordenadas com medo de perder as meninas num qualquer buraco atulhado de carqueija e está a coisa organizada! A dedicação foi tanta que até um gráfico de altitudes os rapazes fizeram!</span><br /></span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">O MAPA! </span></strong></div></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><p></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK7hoQml61I/AAAAAAAABSE/fih1QfcHn-I/s1600/Trilho+dos+Incas.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525601874598030162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK7hoQml61I/AAAAAAAABSE/fih1QfcHn-I/s400/Trilho+dos+Incas.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O PROGRAMA!</strong><br /></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">8h00 – saída de são pedro do sul em direcção à póvoa das leiras<br />8h30 – início do trilho dos incas<br />11h30 – chegada à aldeia de regoufe (pequena paragem para descansar)<br />12h00 – reinício do trilho em direcção a covelo do paivô (pr13)<br />13h30 – chegada a covelo de paivô (paragem para almoçar e descansar)<br />14h30 – saída de covelo de paivô em direcção à póvoa das leiras<br />17h15 – chegad</span><span style="font-size:85%;">a à póvoa das leiras (final do trilho)<br /></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">A REPORTAGEM!</span></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5mUrBjaZI/AAAAAAAABRs/PuS3knTIloQ/s1600/002.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525466298162833810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5mUrBjaZI/AAAAAAAABRs/PuS3knTIloQ/s400/002.jpg" /></span></a></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">e bora lá que já passa das 9h00 (atrasados, pá!)<br /><br /></span></p><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5mUSf0H0I/AAAAAAAABRk/EgVj4g3-MBg/s1600/003.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525466291578871618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5mUSf0H0I/AAAAAAAABRk/EgVj4g3-MBg/s400/003.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> já a caminho, com o pequeno-almoço e o belo do café tomados, encontramos o sr. da vaca com a respectiva vaca!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5mT7nBiTI/AAAAAAAABRc/hIM21KPEitI/s1600/004.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525466285435095346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5mT7nBiTI/AAAAAAAABRc/hIM21KPEitI/s400/004.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> veículos estacionados na póvoa das leiras e lá fomos nós, ladeira acima! e lá está mais um magnífico exemplar da raça bovina ao fundo!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l2aFBZvI/AAAAAAAABRU/KXNl7zb1k3M/s1600/005.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525465778217903858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l2aFBZvI/AAAAAAAABRU/KXNl7zb1k3M/s400/005.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> rapazes à frente a desbravar mato e as meninas a registar fotograficamente cada pedra do caminho! caminho? qual caminho?<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l10CT-DI/AAAAAAAABRM/94L475I_BOE/s1600/006.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525465768005990450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l10CT-DI/AAAAAAAABRM/94L475I_BOE/s400/006.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">quem tira o rabiosque da cama cedinho, tem direito a prendas destas!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l1UhXY7I/AAAAAAAABRE/TYHbOddUffU/s1600/007.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525465759546303410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l1UhXY7I/AAAAAAAABRE/TYHbOddUffU/s400/007.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ai ai ai que isto tem tanto de bonito como de difícil!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l1HAphRI/AAAAAAAABQ8/_IOLKmLwg90/s1600/008.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525465755919418642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l1HAphRI/AAAAAAAABQ8/_IOLKmLwg90/s400/008.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> continuando pelos "caminhos" de pedra, monte de um lado e precipício do outro, bom não é?<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l0upH9sI/AAAAAAAABQ0/I12QGYbxWOI/s1600/009.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525465749378299586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5l0upH9sI/AAAAAAAABQ0/I12QGYbxWOI/s400/009.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> quase nem dá para registar os pormenores, há que recuperar o atraso da saída!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k8ovyzCI/AAAAAAAABQs/XkAYec5SUx8/s1600/010.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464785722985506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k8ovyzCI/AAAAAAAABQs/XkAYec5SUx8/s400/010.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ah! já fizemos aquilo tudo?<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k8NpPRfI/AAAAAAAABQk/SpZaZE7QGlQ/s1600/011.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464778447734258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k8NpPRfI/AAAAAAAABQk/SpZaZE7QGlQ/s400/011.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e sobe!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k7lsvfYI/AAAAAAAABQc/a_ghMYIC7tY/s1600/012.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464767725010306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k7lsvfYI/AAAAAAAABQc/a_ghMYIC7tY/s400/012.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">mais ainda!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k7alOW2I/AAAAAAAABQU/cY4RTBOs69M/s1600/013.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464764740688738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k7alOW2I/AAAAAAAABQU/cY4RTBOs69M/s400/013.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e agora desce!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k64CHgCI/AAAAAAAABQM/0RwPwfrf7xs/s1600/014.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464755466633250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5k64CHgCI/AAAAAAAABQM/0RwPwfrf7xs/s400/014.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> verde esperança (de chegarmos ao fim sãos e salvos)<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jHunEulI/AAAAAAAABQE/mw32fsbVcjY/s1600/015.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525462777252330066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jHunEulI/AAAAAAAABQE/mw32fsbVcjY/s400/015.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">sombrinha boa para um dia de sol, mas não era o caso!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jHQ8GsHI/AAAAAAAABP8/Vxgx8bN5MUg/s1600/016.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525462769287475314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jHQ8GsHI/AAAAAAAABP8/Vxgx8bN5MUg/s400/016.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e sobe, sobe... esperem por nós!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jG6EWUYI/AAAAAAAABP0/BIkIyiZ7t8k/s1600/017.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525462763148038530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jG6EWUYI/AAAAAAAABP0/BIkIyiZ7t8k/s400/017.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">olhando para trás... ena! já fizemos isto tudo?<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jGVp0d2I/AAAAAAAABPs/3n9BNmCftXY/s1600/018.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525462753373091682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jGVp0d2I/AAAAAAAABPs/3n9BNmCftXY/s400/018.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e agora para a frente e para cima!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jGI8G-bI/AAAAAAAABPk/jIH6BkKwTQM/s1600/019.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525462749960141234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5jGI8G-bI/AAAAAAAABPk/jIH6BkKwTQM/s400/019.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> antevejo que após a subida, teremos que voltar a descer!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5iAO3qgRI/AAAAAAAABPc/pzLhOMMJuNw/s1600/020.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525461548961267986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5iAO3qgRI/AAAAAAAABPc/pzLhOMMJuNw/s400/020.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">- tás a ver a ventoinha? é para lá que vamos!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">- tás a gozar, não????</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">- não!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h_uYh1kI/AAAAAAAABPU/NwavvUgFI5s/s1600/021.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525461540240741954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h_uYh1kI/AAAAAAAABPU/NwavvUgFI5s/s400/021.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ufa<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h_Pq8bLI/AAAAAAAABPM/aqbrWwZUJ_Y/s1600/022.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525461531996482738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h_Pq8bLI/AAAAAAAABPM/aqbrWwZUJ_Y/s400/022.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ufa ufa<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h-1nsriI/AAAAAAAABPE/9OU-NxPJ2-g/s1600/023.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525461525003546146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h-1nsriI/AAAAAAAABPE/9OU-NxPJ2-g/s400/023.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ai jasus, que isto é muito alto!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h-U7UTaI/AAAAAAAABO8/jCG1sIJFrBE/s1600/024.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525461516227464610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5h-U7UTaI/AAAAAAAABO8/jCG1sIJFrBE/s400/024.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> esculturas naturais! exposição só para resistentes! :)<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g8aGc_tI/AAAAAAAABO0/5v3qrQZP0tA/s1600/025.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525460383744982738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g8aGc_tI/AAAAAAAABO0/5v3qrQZP0tA/s400/025.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e agora mais plano, por calçadas irregulares!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g8IERTlI/AAAAAAAABOs/wIKAA_uVQxE/s1600/026.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525460378903989842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g8IERTlI/AAAAAAAABOs/wIKAA_uVQxE/s400/026.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ainda sem chegar às ventoinhas, um olhar para o que virá!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g7hH614I/AAAAAAAABOk/XD6q-ewrULo/s1600/027.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525460368450312066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g7hH614I/AAAAAAAABOk/XD6q-ewrULo/s400/027.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e upa!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g7CN89BI/AAAAAAAABOc/9f2ggj819Cw/s1600/028.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525460360154117138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g7CN89BI/AAAAAAAABOc/9f2ggj819Cw/s400/028.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> vertigens? onde?<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g6yTCkUI/AAAAAAAABOU/wwfHptfeGcQ/s1600/029.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525460355880489282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5g6yTCkUI/AAAAAAAABOU/wwfHptfeGcQ/s400/029.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> quase, quase lá!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f-Vkg_aI/AAAAAAAABOM/YACTZacHOog/s1600/030.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525459317377007010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f-Vkg_aI/AAAAAAAABOM/YACTZacHOog/s400/030.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> yatta!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">ai que frio brrrrrr<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f-GeDf_I/AAAAAAAABOE/HI7nXmjyBUo/s1600/031.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525459313323376626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f-GeDf_I/AAAAAAAABOE/HI7nXmjyBUo/s400/031.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> 2º pequeno almoço com vista panorâmica!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f9753E_I/AAAAAAAABN8/OKzKEfKuAG8/s1600/032.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525459310487213042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f9753E_I/AAAAAAAABN8/OKzKEfKuAG8/s400/032.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> isso, vão lá descobrir o caminho, enquanto nós descansamos!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f9XySzSI/AAAAAAAABN0/UFkqn1vqKSo/s1600/033.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525459300791799074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f9XySzSI/AAAAAAAABN0/UFkqn1vqKSo/s400/033.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> embora quase não se perceba, um dos rapazes está sentado por detrás das pedras, lá ao fundo a pensar em como nos tirar dali! </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f9I-oJKI/AAAAAAAABNs/LAqzla4RY6Y/s1600/034.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525459296816997538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5f9I-oJKI/AAAAAAAABNs/LAqzla4RY6Y/s400/034.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> estômago composto e vamos lá descer!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eICDWgEI/AAAAAAAABNk/KseYgcGPuDI/s1600/035.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525457284913070146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eICDWgEI/AAAAAAAABNk/KseYgcGPuDI/s400/035.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">e porque os olhos também comem, podemos dizer que estão muito bem alimentados por esta paisagem inebriante! a alma, essa, está ainda mais cheia!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eHo5lKNI/AAAAAAAABNc/cavpyZzcCVM/s1600/036.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525457278161201362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eHo5lKNI/AAAAAAAABNc/cavpyZzcCVM/s400/036.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">olha, olha, uma das meninas ultrapassou um dos rapazes! ah pois é!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eGxZgLpI/AAAAAAAABNU/_WJ5hu1_Yvk/s1600/037.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525457263262707346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eGxZgLpI/AAAAAAAABNU/_WJ5hu1_Yvk/s400/037.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ai os meus joelhos!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eGa1iP_I/AAAAAAAABNM/nJvu53OAS8k/s1600/038.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525457257206267890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eGa1iP_I/AAAAAAAABNM/nJvu53OAS8k/s400/038.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> um olhar para o que ficou!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eGH8o-8I/AAAAAAAABNE/px6_7EhYBkA/s1600/039.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525457252135795650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5eGH8o-8I/AAAAAAAABNE/px6_7EhYBkA/s400/039.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> aqui passou gente! uma das marcas deixadas pelos corajosos anteriores!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dFHbcLFI/AAAAAAAABM8/FLslsWiVgYQ/s1600/040.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525456135305047122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dFHbcLFI/AAAAAAAABM8/FLslsWiVgYQ/s400/040.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> mas têm a certeza que é para ir até ao rio lá no fundinho????<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dEAsKlhI/AAAAAAAABM0/xNDaF0mDYUE/s1600/041.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525456116316280338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dEAsKlhI/AAAAAAAABM0/xNDaF0mDYUE/s400/041.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">depois de me ter agarrado a toda e qualquer carqueija e urze para não rebolar monte abaixo, eis que chegamos ao local do almoço!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dDgQlw7I/AAAAAAAABMs/cASaCmfb3g4/s1600/042.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525456107610686386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dDgQlw7I/AAAAAAAABMs/cASaCmfb3g4/s400/042.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ora bem, como é que passo para o outro lado?<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dCyRAhRI/AAAAAAAABMk/QoJmATBXSaE/s1600/043.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525456095264408850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dCyRAhRI/AAAAAAAABMk/QoJmATBXSaE/s400/043.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ah pois! pezinho na água como a minha companheira de expedição! nem vou comentar o video que fizeram com a minha passagem para outra margem, porque contém linguagem demasiado imprópria para ser reproduzida neste blog tão limpinho e púdico!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dCYY75jI/AAAAAAAABMc/Qwf8NPxKJRE/s1600/044.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525456088318338610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5dCYY75jI/AAAAAAAABMc/Qwf8NPxKJRE/s400/044.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> toalhinha no chão e lá despejamos a mochila! e toca a encher o bandulho!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cCWXU0rI/AAAAAAAABMU/qBglmh-2T2Q/s1600/045.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525454988263084722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cCWXU0rI/AAAAAAAABMU/qBglmh-2T2Q/s400/045.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">deitadinha a descansar e é esta a vista, parece um sorriso da natureza! se podia estar sol? podia, mas não era a mesma coisa! just smile!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cBaGgnjI/AAAAAAAABMM/439mfjzMK5Y/s1600/046.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525454972086427186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cBaGgnjI/AAAAAAAABMM/439mfjzMK5Y/s400/046.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> então? vamos já embora daqui?<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cA4LH4QI/AAAAAAAABME/qhXW5xKSO5M/s1600/047.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525454962978971906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cA4LH4QI/AAAAAAAABME/qhXW5xKSO5M/s400/047.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">e volto a olhar para trás...<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cAU7WwiI/AAAAAAAABL8/vJmiiLQg2Ko/s1600/048.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525454953517597218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5cAU7WwiI/AAAAAAAABL8/vJmiiLQg2Ko/s400/048.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> uma e outra vez...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5b_8MTQYI/AAAAAAAABL0/88exlzCV2dY/s1600/049.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525454946877784450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5b_8MTQYI/AAAAAAAABL0/88exlzCV2dY/s400/049.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />mas para a frente é que é o caminho! mais uma vez a subir!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5a0tm038I/AAAAAAAABLs/QAOwCreNxl0/s1600/051.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525453654472318914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5a0tm038I/AAAAAAAABLs/QAOwCreNxl0/s400/051.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />aqui, onde só se chega a pé e em sonhos, morou gente noutros tempos!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5a0ObyF7I/AAAAAAAABLk/8RoaNG16FCg/s1600/052.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525453646104500146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5a0ObyF7I/AAAAAAAABLk/8RoaNG16FCg/s400/052.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> deixamos o rio e continuamos a nossa jornada!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5az3rZWSI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ap24F2fMu1Y/s1600/053.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525453639995971874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5az3rZWSI/AAAAAAAABLc/Ap24F2fMu1Y/s400/053.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">eh pá, projecto de estabilidade da coisa? vistoria? nãaaa, nada disso! não vás por aí, que não passas!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5azfBJa0I/AAAAAAAABLU/YZh9jZqhpUY/s1600/054.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525453633376316226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5azfBJa0I/AAAAAAAABLU/YZh9jZqhpUY/s400/054.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> muito mais seguro dando a volta pelo declive do monte! uma ponte nem sempre é uma passagem para a outra margem, às vezes pode ser é uma passagem para outro lado, que agora não interessa nada!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5azJTyobI/AAAAAAAABLM/ILEYCMZk26E/s1600/055.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525453627548934578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5azJTyobI/AAAAAAAABLM/ILEYCMZk26E/s400/055.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e subindo, subindo, em busca do cume que nos levará a regoufe (arouca).<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5ZzABR1MI/AAAAAAAABLE/r0SIEQZLamg/s1600/056.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525452525543740610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5ZzABR1MI/AAAAAAAABLE/r0SIEQZLamg/s400/056.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">passar por baixo desta árvore até poderia dar direito a pedir um desejo. podia, mas não me parece que funcione!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5ZyYXbi0I/AAAAAAAABK8/pfavRDNqSnQ/s1600/057.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525452514899233602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5ZyYXbi0I/AAAAAAAABK8/pfavRDNqSnQ/s400/057.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> um olhar para o que já fizemos. sim, viemos dali, estivemos ali!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Zx7wmPoI/AAAAAAAABK0/KFrvtwaOW-I/s1600/058.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525452507220164226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Zx7wmPoI/AAAAAAAABK0/KFrvtwaOW-I/s400/058.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> já se vislumbra o estradão lá no cimo, ai as minhas pernas, ai o meu coração que não aguenta!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Zxr2aqyI/AAAAAAAABKs/bzEE45ndeh8/s1600/059.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525452502949604130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Zxr2aqyI/AAAAAAAABKs/bzEE45ndeh8/s400/059.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">ufa! já cá no cimo, depois de todos cederem ao cansaço, lá recomeçamos, até porque é a descer! e regoufe lá no fundo!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5ZxBXTE7I/AAAAAAAABKk/zRBZPec-hUU/s1600/060.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525452491544794034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5ZxBXTE7I/AAAAAAAABKk/zRBZPec-hUU/s400/060.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">eh lá! hora de ponta!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YvneFbqI/AAAAAAAABKc/R6GeWz_53Xc/s1600/061.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525451367902441122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YvneFbqI/AAAAAAAABKc/R6GeWz_53Xc/s400/061.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">é melhor aguardar e dar prioridade a quem vai almoçar monte acima! não queremos impedir estas alminhas esfomeadas de passar!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Yu9ezOUI/AAAAAAAABKU/NM-dCJIFoxE/s1600/062.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525451356631152962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Yu9ezOUI/AAAAAAAABKU/NM-dCJIFoxE/s400/062.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> tenho um forno em casa onde assavas que era uma maravilha!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YupoKHJI/AAAAAAAABKM/WjI7JwhRTHA/s1600/063.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525451351301692562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YupoKHJI/AAAAAAAABKM/WjI7JwhRTHA/s400/063.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e lá vai a pastora monte acima, com uma especie de garrafão de plastico cheio de pedras que abana para que nenhuma cabrinha se perca!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YuWohqhI/AAAAAAAABKE/RdsxzbFa9iw/s1600/064.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525451346202962450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YuWohqhI/AAAAAAAABKE/RdsxzbFa9iw/s400/064.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e o belo do cão pastor, mais cansado do que nós, a precisar da reforma!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YtiFPfwI/AAAAAAAABJ8/qUbHgJpsKKs/s1600/065.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525451332096327426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5YtiFPfwI/AAAAAAAABJ8/qUbHgJpsKKs/s400/065.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> regoufe: chegamos!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XwZU2WSI/AAAAAAAABJ0/2iSsthikLv4/s1600/066.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525450281773848866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XwZU2WSI/AAAAAAAABJ0/2iSsthikLv4/s400/066.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> hora do lanche para as vacas também!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XwJA2EWI/AAAAAAAABJs/E9dTj4urPBU/s1600/067.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525450277394977122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XwJA2EWI/AAAAAAAABJs/E9dTj4urPBU/s400/067.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e por onde se entra em regoufe? drave, é uma volta muito grande! lol<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XvuK20uI/AAAAAAAABJk/UrO5rKGX8h0/s1600/068.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525450270189212386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XvuK20uI/AAAAAAAABJk/UrO5rKGX8h0/s400/068.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">mais parece uma entrada particular, mas não há-de ser nada! entremos!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Xuz5B9fI/AAAAAAAABJc/4_Cdr2rOyF8/s1600/069.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525450254545188338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Xuz5B9fI/AAAAAAAABJc/4_Cdr2rOyF8/s400/069.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> depois de sermos barrados por vários cães, não conseguir que o senhor do tractor nos ouvisse para que afastasse os cães, subir, subir, subir, porque esta aldeia mais parece acabar no céu e beber umas "mines" na mercearia local, retomamos o caminho!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XukXL25I/AAAAAAAABJU/lm_njiYGGas/s1600/070.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525450250376698770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5XukXL25I/AAAAAAAABJU/lm_njiYGGas/s400/070.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">...<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V-lJO01I/AAAAAAAABJM/DFQ7cHGDIOM/s1600/071.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525448326441259858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V-lJO01I/AAAAAAAABJM/DFQ7cHGDIOM/s400/071.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">em segredinhos, os rapazes devem estar a comentar que as meninas se estão a portar muito bem e que nunca pensaram que aguentaríamos tamanha expedição! somos valentes!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V9_3OVYI/AAAAAAAABJE/U2ocnUuEPcI/s1600/072.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525448316433618306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V9_3OVYI/AAAAAAAABJE/U2ocnUuEPcI/s400/072.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> por caminhos que fazem parte do pr13 de arouca. é mais bonito ao vivo que na fotografia, sem dúvida!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V9chxkJI/AAAAAAAABI8/vy5IqbvNdDo/s1600/073.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525448306948411538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V9chxkJI/AAAAAAAABI8/vy5IqbvNdDo/s400/073.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> uma parte já está! continuemos!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V9LToTYI/AAAAAAAABI0/tNZyKgu9egs/s1600/074.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525448302325681538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V9LToTYI/AAAAAAAABI0/tNZyKgu9egs/s400/074.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> no caminho certo!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V8z3wMpI/AAAAAAAABIs/tSHQMwX3IEw/s1600/075.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525448296034742930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5V8z3wMpI/AAAAAAAABIs/tSHQMwX3IEw/s400/075.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> parece que já estamos perto de covelo de paivô (arouca)<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VFm3crTI/AAAAAAAABIk/otb6ACBM-0g/s1600/076.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447347650997554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VFm3crTI/AAAAAAAABIk/otb6ACBM-0g/s400/076.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">já carregamos o cansaço nas costas e pernas, mas há que aguentar!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VFHi_zfI/AAAAAAAABIc/OoxqOGonheg/s1600/077.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447339243720178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VFHi_zfI/AAAAAAAABIc/OoxqOGonheg/s400/077.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">em direcção a covelo de paivô para tentar despejar o resto das mochilas a título de lanche!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VE3E5NOI/AAAAAAAABIU/xzeknTMlvEA/s1600/078.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447334822491362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VE3E5NOI/AAAAAAAABIU/xzeknTMlvEA/s400/078.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e foi ali que lanchamos, pressionados pelo tempo e pela promessa rápida de noite!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VEZq2gWI/AAAAAAAABIM/TxooxMaHhSw/s1600/079.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447326928634210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VEZq2gWI/AAAAAAAABIM/TxooxMaHhSw/s400/079.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> deixamos a aldeia, subindo!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VD8Or16I/AAAAAAAABIE/MbX8YPS3xCE/s1600/080.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447319025866658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5VD8Or16I/AAAAAAAABIE/MbX8YPS3xCE/s400/080.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> nunca uma subida me custou tanto, doeu, suei, parei mais vezes do que gostaria, arfei, asneirei!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UIheKeAI/AAAAAAAABH8/PYA2Y4JjS3Y/s1600/081.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525446298230749186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UIheKeAI/AAAAAAAABH8/PYA2Y4JjS3Y/s400/081.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">regresso em direcção as ventoinhas! ai jasus que falta tanto!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UISZSjfI/AAAAAAAABH0/tMdkUY_mlq4/s1600/082.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525446294183775730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UISZSjfI/AAAAAAAABH0/tMdkUY_mlq4/s400/082.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> do outro lado do precipício havia mais monte e mais caminhos! o meu estava a ser penoso e sentia tonturas só de olhar para o lado!<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UIJfn9TI/AAAAAAAABHs/STq-kBaCvQc/s1600/083.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525446291794425138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UIJfn9TI/AAAAAAAABHs/STq-kBaCvQc/s400/083.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">e ainda falta muito? ainda falta muito? ainda falta muito?</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UHoOt8eI/AAAAAAAABHk/wiKWruxLvdA/s1600/084.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525446282865144290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5UHoOt8eI/AAAAAAAABHk/wiKWruxLvdA/s400/084.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">quem escorrega também cai, diz o ditado! aqui quem escorrega, desaparece lá no fundo! agarrada às pedras e já com falta de equilíbrio lá me fui orientando!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Tc0cz96I/AAAAAAAABHc/-B7cIcYVJA8/s1600/085.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525445547411109794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5Tc0cz96I/AAAAAAAABHc/-B7cIcYVJA8/s400/085.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">ora aí está! era mesmo ali que eu queria ir agora!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5TciwnobI/AAAAAAAABHU/dGiWiX4GyfU/s1600/086.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525445542662349234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5TciwnobI/AAAAAAAABHU/dGiWiX4GyfU/s400/086.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">viemos dali!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5TcROwP1I/AAAAAAAABHM/vkWP7r4fIbA/s1600/087.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525445537956904786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5TcROwP1I/AAAAAAAABHM/vkWP7r4fIbA/s400/087.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> e vamos para ali! e a noite promete chegar!<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br />20H - CHEGAMOS AO FIM DO TRILHO!<br /></div><div>aqui falta a fotografia do grupo, mas estavamos em tão más condições de apresentação, que fica apenas no album pessoal!</span><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5TcJUokDI/AAAAAAAABHE/Qe_l7g-ra5w/s1600/088.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525445535834083378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/TK5TcJUokDI/AAAAAAAABHE/Qe_l7g-ra5w/s400/088.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">chegados à póvoa das leiras, temos novamente hora de ponta e uma conversa animada com a senhora pastora!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>CONSEGUIMOS!</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">estamos felizes e queremos banho e cama!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">trilho dos incas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">(serra da freita, s. pedro do sul - arouca)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">29/05/2010</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">organizado por: nós</span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1064688077525139244?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-50228992335462126952010-02-01T15:47:00.001-08:002010-10-12T04:20:00.979-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/S2doT1XNrLI/AAAAAAAABGU/j76XT7RgBoA/s1600-h/and09.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433426165397040306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/S2doT1XNrLI/AAAAAAAABGU/j76XT7RgBoA/s400/and09.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">this is the strangest life i've <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">ever</span></strong> known</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-5022899233546212695?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-43536349828676314252010-01-24T13:33:00.000-08:002010-10-12T04:20:00.980-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/S1y81KQxzFI/AAAAAAAABGM/G3ELx2jTExc/s1600-h/walking.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430422872175791186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/S1y81KQxzFI/AAAAAAAABGM/G3ELx2jTExc/s400/walking.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Está de chuva, nem dá para caminhar. E os dias são curtos... pois é, anoitece cedo e uma pessoa passa os dias em casa e a trabalhar, muitas horas sentada! Estou mesmo a precisar de espairecer, dar umas caminhadas. Até já sinto uns quilitos na cintura de tanto sedentarismo. Mas os horários e a chuva também não permitem substituir o carro pelo pé! É uma chatice...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">e depois de tanta lamúria... eis que o carro avaria (qualquer coisa acabada em "ix", que pelos vistos é muito importante na vida do carro) e agora tenho que andar a pé a semana toda, que me lixo! Ao menos está sol, menos mal!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-4353634982867631425?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-34159395826585351892010-01-05T17:07:00.000-08:002010-01-05T17:29:42.778-08:00<p><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7V5QwPqXOM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7V5QwPqXOM&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object></p><p align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">love</span></strong> it!</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3415939582658535189?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-29093925030248118322010-01-01T17:15:00.000-08:002010-01-01T17:49:54.064-08:00<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g14TwDFI/AAAAAAAABGE/XQrrRRNWc2c/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421947848909392978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g14TwDFI/AAAAAAAABGE/XQrrRRNWc2c/s400/001.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g1g1HI6I/AAAAAAAABF8/abYaG5Z8AB8/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421947842606867362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g1g1HI6I/AAAAAAAABF8/abYaG5Z8AB8/s400/002.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g1Hw3B2I/AAAAAAAABF0/GpMb_DWh4K8/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421947835878147938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g1Hw3B2I/AAAAAAAABF0/GpMb_DWh4K8/s400/003.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g05-1WKI/AAAAAAAABFs/Jow_eWR30Q8/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421947832178661538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6g05-1WKI/AAAAAAAABFs/Jow_eWR30Q8/s400/004.jpg" /></a> <div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fUxksLfI/AAAAAAAABFc/iFRdK9BCFgg/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421946180654083570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fUxksLfI/AAAAAAAABFc/iFRdK9BCFgg/s400/005.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fUPVj4LI/AAAAAAAABFU/A886SbaqvZs/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421946171463819442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fUPVj4LI/AAAAAAAABFU/A886SbaqvZs/s400/006.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fTvY7IhI/AAAAAAAABFM/XzUJ9D0-sZw/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421946162887991826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fTvY7IhI/AAAAAAAABFM/XzUJ9D0-sZw/s400/007.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fTCqKsWI/AAAAAAAABFE/hcYmHLnd-RE/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421946150880719202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6fTCqKsWI/AAAAAAAABFE/hcYmHLnd-RE/s400/008.jpg" /></a> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">rota do castro do banho (pr4)</span></div><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(termas, várzea, s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">19/07/2009</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">organizado por:</span></div><div><a href="http://www.cm-spsul.pt/percursos.asp"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">câmara municipal de s. pedro do sul</span></a></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-2909392503024811832?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-13934158156963413612010-01-01T16:16:00.000-08:002010-01-01T17:49:54.065-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6XL1ymqYI/AAAAAAAABE8/oQogf4hiC1w/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421937231074339202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6XL1ymqYI/AAAAAAAABE8/oQogf4hiC1w/s400/001.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6XLlaybeI/AAAAAAAABE0/tm72JVEwmQ8/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421937226679479778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6XLlaybeI/AAAAAAAABE0/tm72JVEwmQ8/s400/002.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WwnDphgI/AAAAAAAABEs/tSynaC4SsSg/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421936763262830082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WwnDphgI/AAAAAAAABEs/tSynaC4SsSg/s400/003.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WweBH0-I/AAAAAAAABEk/kHhbEqIETnQ/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421936760836314082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WweBH0-I/AAAAAAAABEk/kHhbEqIETnQ/s400/004.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WwHRJ9dI/AAAAAAAABEc/1P-0XFhkvZ0/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421936754729547218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WwHRJ9dI/AAAAAAAABEc/1P-0XFhkvZ0/s400/005.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WvkNlyLI/AAAAAAAABEU/m-WjVz1Fofw/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421936745319352498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WvkNlyLI/AAAAAAAABEU/m-WjVz1Fofw/s400/006.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WvdruYJI/AAAAAAAABEM/5nLI6fo9m-M/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421936743566696594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6WvdruYJI/AAAAAAAABEM/5nLI6fo9m-M/s400/007.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6VvLKpLbI/AAAAAAAABEE/mrugp7yWLPA/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421935639084477874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6VvLKpLbI/AAAAAAAABEE/mrugp7yWLPA/s400/008.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6VunUV2WI/AAAAAAAABD8/JkLMRsGlFAg/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421935629461477730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6VunUV2WI/AAAAAAAABD8/JkLMRsGlFAg/s400/009.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6VudKgqDI/AAAAAAAABD0/5tK7JZmQnZg/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421935626735888434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6VudKgqDI/AAAAAAAABD0/5tK7JZmQnZg/s400/010.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Vt-UipzI/AAAAAAAABDs/_eEkNSfSdoM/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421935618456463154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Vt-UipzI/AAAAAAAABDs/_eEkNSfSdoM/s400/011.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Vtub2ubI/AAAAAAAABDk/6JuQ95CyE48/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421935614192171442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Vtub2ubI/AAAAAAAABDk/6JuQ95CyE48/s400/012.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UqjpDhUI/AAAAAAAABDc/EMU3buJMs20/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421934460243510594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UqjpDhUI/AAAAAAAABDc/EMU3buJMs20/s400/013.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UqdKzU4I/AAAAAAAABDU/gxMNReRyC-4/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421934458506007426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UqdKzU4I/AAAAAAAABDU/gxMNReRyC-4/s400/014.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UqME7AUI/AAAAAAAABDM/HiNS40lVHkU/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421934453917942082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UqME7AUI/AAAAAAAABDM/HiNS40lVHkU/s400/015.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UpsFS44I/AAAAAAAABDE/YKlVD-QcjSQ/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421934445329572738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UpsFS44I/AAAAAAAABDE/YKlVD-QcjSQ/s400/016.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UpdMs0sI/AAAAAAAABC8/uAucVSDupLw/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421934441334100674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6UpdMs0sI/AAAAAAAABC8/uAucVSDupLw/s400/017.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Tk_E8snI/AAAAAAAABC0/b72Qr_35jq0/s1600-h/018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421933265017418354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Tk_E8snI/AAAAAAAABC0/b72Qr_35jq0/s400/018.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6TkZONz-I/AAAAAAAABCs/Wts-TJ7u9Hk/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421933254855741410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6TkZONz-I/AAAAAAAABCs/Wts-TJ7u9Hk/s400/019.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Tj1jgvWI/AAAAAAAABCk/V-la-eT_nWQ/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421933245281385826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6Tj1jgvWI/AAAAAAAABCk/V-la-eT_nWQ/s400/020.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6TjhFbJPI/AAAAAAAABCc/oBV3dbpppmE/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421933239786480882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6TjhFbJPI/AAAAAAAABCc/oBV3dbpppmE/s400/021.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6SjEiXAKI/AAAAAAAABCU/TP0XQIIrsuI/s1600-h/022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421932132611588258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6SjEiXAKI/AAAAAAAABCU/TP0XQIIrsuI/s400/022.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6SijnZOJI/AAAAAAAABCM/sjmHAlUkw9A/s1600-h/023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421932123774335122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6SijnZOJI/AAAAAAAABCM/sjmHAlUkw9A/s400/023.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6SiYVZtiI/AAAAAAAABCE/Wq_Iztlg5MQ/s1600-h/024.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421932120746079778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6SiYVZtiI/AAAAAAAABCE/Wq_Iztlg5MQ/s400/024.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6ShzY-WyI/AAAAAAAABB8/exheREaJtSs/s1600-h/025.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421932110828952354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6ShzY-WyI/AAAAAAAABB8/exheREaJtSs/s400/025.jpg" /></a> <div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421930839123599698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6RXx6yoVI/AAAAAAAABBc/bWZ793NvFMU/s400/026.jpg" /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421930844756068706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6RYG5rSWI/AAAAAAAABBk/EOO0kmdqBrU/s400/027.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421930850835856498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6RYdjNfHI/AAAAAAAABBs/pAi6gD_rpa4/s400/028.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421930855483797682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sz6RYu3XcLI/AAAAAAAABB0/ArAXGnddfq8/s400/029.jpg" /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Apesar da chuva, valeu a <strong>PENA</strong>!</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">rota da pena</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(aldeia da pena, sul, s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">05/07/2009</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">organizado por: </span></div><div><a href="http://www.cm-spsul.pt/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Câmara Municipal de S. Pedro do Sul</span></a></div><div><br /> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1393415815696341361?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-72276604108136607152009-09-22T15:17:00.000-07:002010-01-01T17:49:54.065-08:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlSif449CI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-syGXe5rC84/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384425582127281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlSif449CI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-syGXe5rC84/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> E rota das ventoinhas, digo eu!</span></div><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlSArsrG9I/AAAAAAAABBI/mmXL3C60Ses/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384425001181715410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlSArsrG9I/AAAAAAAABBI/mmXL3C60Ses/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E parece que a rota de hoje vai ser molhada!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlSAEZCB4I/AAAAAAAABBA/Oz2WDv-aACI/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424990630348674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlSAEZCB4I/AAAAAAAABBA/Oz2WDv-aACI/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Não me parece que seja um grande abrigo! S. Pedro, tem lá calma, não abras as torneiras!</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlR_tBlsrI/AAAAAAAABA4/laARj3mZSos/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424984358007474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlR_tBlsrI/AAAAAAAABA4/laARj3mZSos/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Pois... eu não dizia?</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlR_MORLmI/AAAAAAAABAw/99xIYygS1BI/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424975552818786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlR_MORLmI/AAAAAAAABAw/99xIYygS1BI/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Credo! Parecem cogumelos! É uma plantação delas!</span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlROSsKgeI/AAAAAAAABAo/M3TSJsRg3fI/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424135475233250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlROSsKgeI/AAAAAAAABAo/M3TSJsRg3fI/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Fujam! É uma invasão!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlRN-DIDOI/AAAAAAAABAg/7bjnkQsF65A/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424129934396642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlRN-DIDOI/AAAAAAAABAg/7bjnkQsF65A/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Elas estão em todo o lado!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlRNRnRVuI/AAAAAAAABAY/-n5h13UaSEc/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424118006404834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlRNRnRVuI/AAAAAAAABAY/-n5h13UaSEc/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Eh pá! Fantástico! Paisagem sem aquelas coisas gigantes!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlRMtRL4mI/AAAAAAAABAQ/dSZ2MPeLz98/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384424108250096226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlRMtRL4mI/AAAAAAAABAQ/dSZ2MPeLz98/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Eu acho que lá no fundo é o Candal, mas também não quero estar aqui a enganar ninguém!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQrwztGPI/AAAAAAAABAI/8iLZtDKE004/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384423542264502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQrwztGPI/AAAAAAAABAI/8iLZtDKE004/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">O que eu gosto de montes e vales!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQran2MyI/AAAAAAAABAA/qbrSxkITcxI/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384423536309187362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQran2MyI/AAAAAAAABAA/qbrSxkITcxI/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E de quedas de água, que encontro sempre para meu regalo!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQq5jXwpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/9NJ5nOmmKR4/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384423527432045202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQq5jXwpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/9NJ5nOmmKR4/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Depois de uns 4 km a descer por um caminho de cabras, devidamente equipado com pedras molhadas e decoradas com lodos e musgos escorregadios, passando depois pelo Candal (que poderão ver na Rota da Broa <a href="http://sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-gro-at-ao-po.html">aqui</a> já postada), eis que subimos pela Póvoa das Leiras até ao moinho.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQqf25UnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BQzgUS-YmmQ/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384423520534614642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlQqf25UnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BQzgUS-YmmQ/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E embora não se note, choveu e muito!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPgT3zv6I/AAAAAAAAA_o/SF-bi8tVnOE/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384422246006898594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPgT3zv6I/AAAAAAAAA_o/SF-bi8tVnOE/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> O que não estragou em nada a paisagem, nem assustou nenhum dos persistentes companheiros de rota!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPfw8xFJI/AAAAAAAAA_g/IdAW9HDoOPI/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384422236632454290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPfw8xFJI/AAAAAAAAA_g/IdAW9HDoOPI/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E parece que também não assusta as amigas destruidoras de paisagem!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPfdOhlWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Pz_-PI9EvzE/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384422231338227042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPfdOhlWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Pz_-PI9EvzE/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> A rota continua! Já em direcção à Coelheira e ao Parque da Fraguinha. Dizem que há lanche, animador, não é?</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPfH1sQUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/91KXpaQP5bw/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384422225596924226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlPfH1sQUI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/91KXpaQP5bw/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> É só seguir o rego da água! Força, pá!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlOdXxsKNI/AAAAAAAAA_I/v_6slYQZEUU/s1600-h/018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384421096003741906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlOdXxsKNI/AAAAAAAAA_I/v_6slYQZEUU/s400/018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">As cores embriagam o olhar e quase nem dou por aquelas coisas empinadas na linha do horizonte!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlOc6Zjz2I/AAAAAAAAA_A/1dLB3pSImn4/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384421088117903202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlOc6Zjz2I/AAAAAAAAA_A/1dLB3pSImn4/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> A natureza sabe fazer "pandam"! A natureza só pode ser feminina, claro! :p</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlOcXsGm3I/AAAAAAAAA-4/H89sow2kdSE/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384421078800440178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlOcXsGm3I/AAAAAAAAA-4/H89sow2kdSE/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Ladies and Gentlemen: As Bétulas! (estava a ver que não)</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlObytzHRI/AAAAAAAAA-w/qST-iHWJmWI/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384421068875439378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlObytzHRI/AAAAAAAAA-w/qST-iHWJmWI/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Estamos no caminho certo, se é que ninguém desviou a pedra... assim só pra chatear!<br /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNmWFdvcI/AAAAAAAAA-o/nT1sm2cIox8/s1600-h/022.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNl2SUfTI/AAAAAAAAA-g/HnGNH_5D_hc/s1600-h/023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384420142120992050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNl2SUfTI/AAAAAAAAA-g/HnGNH_5D_hc/s400/023.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Chegamos à barragem! Eu não vos disse que chovia? (dá para ver, não dá?)</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNlSPkANI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/KLlXHSCx494/s1600-h/024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384420132445749458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNlSPkANI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/KLlXHSCx494/s400/024.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Nem uma pontinha de céu azul... :(<br /></span><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNk181UmI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/7OeHImnSryg/s1600-h/025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384420124850999906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrlNk181UmI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/7OeHImnSryg/s400/025.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Sim, este é o caminho certo para o lanche-almoço! E tive que arrumar a máquina para poder usar as duas mãos para me lambuzar na broa caseira com mel, nos doces regionais, nos rissois, no pão-de-ló e no copo do vinho (pasme-se, do LIDL, daqueles em caixote de papel lol). Não, não vos posso mostrar imagens da bela mesa que nos aguardava! Sabem porquê? Porque não há! E porque a minha memória não é postável! Temos pena! That's all folks!</span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><div align="justify"><br /> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><a href="http://www.cm-spsul.pt/percursos.asp"><span style="font-size:78%;">rota das bétulas (pr2)</span></a></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">(fraguinha, candal, s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">24/05/2009</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">organizado por:</span><a href="http://www.cm-spsul.pt/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.cm-spsul.pt/</span></a><br /></div></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7227660410813660715?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-71457835310770275072009-09-22T06:14:00.000-07:002009-09-22T06:30:44.599-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrjN7etK5OI/AAAAAAAAA-I/WZ7qwG04zr4/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384279776259925218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrjN7etK5OI/AAAAAAAAA-I/WZ7qwG04zr4/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">asmáquinastambémsecansamedãootilt.jpg<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">ƃuıןǝǝɟ <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">dizzy</span></strong> ʎɐpoʇ</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7145783531077027507?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-85816035107938493102009-09-20T15:37:00.000-07:002009-09-20T16:15:11.975-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Srau0tSJTfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/87BaK5bPadA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383682625100140018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Srau0tSJTfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/87BaK5bPadA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Swallows the Poisoned Apple - 1995 by Paula Rego</span><br /><div> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">A propósito da inauguração, na sexta-feira passada, da "Casa das Histórias de Paula Rego", em Cascais, local onde a pintora, radicada em Londres, expõe parte da sua obra, perto de 600 peças. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Acabei agora mesmo de assistir à entrevista da pintora no "</span><a href="http://camaraclara.rtp.pt/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Câmara Clara</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">", na 2. Simples em palavras, mas díficil de entrevistar. Sei lá... Paula Rego é tão, mas tão estranha como a sua obra. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Lembro-me de fazer cara feia da primeira vez que vi obras dela, incomodou-me a rudeza das mulheres pintadas. Mas eu era muito nova para perceber que a rudeza no feminino não era apenas coisa de quadros estranhos desta pintora estranha. E aqui encaixa na perfeição o "primeiro estranha-se, depois entranha-se". E entranhou. Finalizo esta postagem a simpatizar com a senhora.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8581603510793849310?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-54442014995544390562009-09-20T08:34:00.001-07:002009-09-20T16:14:30.346-07:00<div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383573686920089490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrZLvq8DD5I/AAAAAAAAA9w/Jgoc3lPelSg/s400/mafiawars1.bmp" border="0" /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrZLwIL7wYI/AAAAAAAAA94/QxN-oNyapoU/s1600-h/mafiawars.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383573694771347842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrZLwIL7wYI/AAAAAAAAA94/QxN-oNyapoU/s400/mafiawars.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Isto começa a ser assédio, pá! É que até tenho receio de ignorar a coisa, não vá acordar de cabelo rapado!<br /></span><br /><br /><div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-5444201499554439056?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-12711561525079985532009-09-20T07:53:00.001-07:002009-09-20T16:14:30.347-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrZCGaD799I/AAAAAAAAA9o/3r6oYaq0dS0/s1600-h/090309.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383563082410489810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrZCGaD799I/AAAAAAAAA9o/3r6oYaq0dS0/s400/090309.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">from </span><a href="http://muttscomics.com/strip.aspx"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">here</span></a><br /><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">:)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1271156152507998553?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-47196185889334017892009-09-16T16:13:00.000-07:002009-09-20T16:13:57.766-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3rhU-tfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/s_nlq9h_yn0/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382214619248899570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3rhU-tfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/s_nlq9h_yn0/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Depois de uma bela duma viagem de autocarro com direito a um Nelson Ned adulterado a encher-me os ouvidos, enfim chegámos ao destino onde começaria o tal do percurso de interpretação.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3iD_TGcI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Ds3WtMy6yqw/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382214456754510274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3iD_TGcI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Ds3WtMy6yqw/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Digamos que a voz do Sr. Biólogo de serviço era bem mais agradável ao ouvido. Conseguiu a minha atenção, embora já não me lembre de muito (ou quase nada) do que ele falou... (Para que conste, já comprei o Tonicê.)<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3hsfEl3I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uJPmWuHYgFg/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382214450445326194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3hsfEl3I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uJPmWuHYgFg/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E lá chegámos ao Castro da Cárcoda! </span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3hLa5ycI/AAAAAAAAA9I/v6TGB_g-oJw/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382214441569470914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3hLa5ycI/AAAAAAAAA9I/v6TGB_g-oJw/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Podem saber mais sobre estas "casotas" </span><a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castro_da_C%C3%A1rcoda"><span style="font-size:85%;">aqui</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">.<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3giOfsYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/508NsMlHPxw/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382214430511575426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF3giOfsYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/508NsMlHPxw/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E pernas ao caminho que agora é feito em direcção ao céu!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2hs4RpTI/AAAAAAAAA84/8AZC7hxU5Ts/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382213351039411506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2hs4RpTI/AAAAAAAAA84/8AZC7hxU5Ts/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E bota um copo p'ró caminho! Dá força ao corpo e alegra a alma! (se for só um, claro!)<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2hMDDXzI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qm-92BTPRNw/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382213342226243378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2hMDDXzI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qm-92BTPRNw/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E sobriamente contemplamos a beleza do percurso!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2gsPV7-I/AAAAAAAAA8o/0FFn5SIsIXw/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382213333687857122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2gsPV7-I/AAAAAAAAA8o/0FFn5SIsIXw/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E agora por entre os tais dos <a href="http://www.bioparque.org/moinhos.asp">moinhos</a>! (este tem solário, diz a placa!)</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2gJdBTmI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Y3k1VmuBUBA/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382213324349984354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF2gJdBTmI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Y3k1VmuBUBA/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E não é que parece que funcionam???</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0mzYWy0I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/5udObH8Vuvw/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382211239660669762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0mzYWy0I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/5udObH8Vuvw/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Bora lá! Ali em baixo há mais!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0mdujSRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mdb0BnkFHvA/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382211233848183058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0mdujSRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mdb0BnkFHvA/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">E a água corre... não sei de quem foge, mas pronto...<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0l0fxruI/AAAAAAAAA8I/kaTKnLj8mgc/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382211222780358370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0l0fxruI/AAAAAAAAA8I/kaTKnLj8mgc/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Não sei como legendar esta, por isso... fica mesmo assim!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0lZl2sxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mbMd6cfO_zM/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382211215558095634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrF0lZl2sxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mbMd6cfO_zM/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Este tem um nome interessante e uma espécie de balcão exterior à porta! "Moinho-Tasca" seria igualmente um bom nome!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzytdW2qI/AAAAAAAAA74/a00uyRKJm98/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382210344717834914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzytdW2qI/AAAAAAAAA74/a00uyRKJm98/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E o percurso segue, sem superstições, por entre os tais 13 moinhos!</span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><div align="justify"><br /><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzyOxVfkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Cqm9Jq5vKMM/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382210336480132674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzyOxVfkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Cqm9Jq5vKMM/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E cada recanto parece mágico!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzxZ1HtEI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3dq9ETFJg78/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382210322268927042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzxZ1HtEI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3dq9ETFJg78/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ora bem, "nova" não combina grande coisa, mas como "casa" também deixa um pouco a desejar!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzws3XVjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/1TTbjIO_KaE/s1600-h/018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382210310198744626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFzws3XVjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/1TTbjIO_KaE/s400/018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Este amarelo das giestas parece feito por encomenda! Quase perfeito!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382208641808236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFyPloEgKI/AAAAAAAAA7A/pDBhYI2OKiY/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-size:85%;">E este é o que se pode chamar de "moinho-intelectual"!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFyQbCBA-I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/uF9VRLsBKt0/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382208656144139234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFyQbCBA-I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/uF9VRLsBKt0/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Lindo...<br /></span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFyP8mWLhI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ArsFekDw-V8/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382208647975022098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFyP8mWLhI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ArsFekDw-V8/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> :)</span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382208668127800274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFyRHrJK9I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/0Js2SeKCPQ8/s400/022.jpg" border="0" />...<br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFxO1gikEI/AAAAAAAAA64/TVm2VdiBY1k/s1600-h/023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382207529380122690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SrFxO1gikEI/AAAAAAAAA64/TVm2VdiBY1k/s400/023.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Após tão agradável percurso, seguiu-se um almoço na cantina da Escola Profissional de Carvalhais, onde atestamos o bandulho com um belo lombo recheado de ameixas, deliciosamente acompanhado de um arroz com passas e pinhões! A digestão foi feita numa visita pelo Museu Rural e pela Igreja Matriz de Carvalhais. Foi bonito, sim senhor!<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">percurso de interpretação do pisão<br />(pisão, carvalhais, s. pedro do sul)<br />10/05/2009</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">organizado por:<br /></span><a href="http://www.cm-spsul.pt/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.cm-spsul.pt/</span></a></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">(o percurso faz parte integrante da <a href="http://www.cm-spsul.pt/percursos.asp">rota da cárcoda (PR3)</a>)</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-4719618588933401789?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-60011395290106363782009-09-14T16:48:00.000-07:002009-09-20T16:13:50.548-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq7WlclOBZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/vlzq66PU1_s/s1600-h/SANY0212.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381474543570126226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq7WlclOBZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/vlzq66PU1_s/s400/SANY0212.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Nuvem negra onde<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">? </span></strong>Bota RGB nisso<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">! :)</span></strong></span></div><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-6001139529010636378?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-19978561867695650722009-09-14T16:20:00.000-07:002009-09-14T16:34:36.819-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq7Srj3RdEI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_mNrQU1PKgI/s1600-h/083109.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381470250557600834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq7Srj3RdEI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_mNrQU1PKgI/s400/083109.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">from </span><a href="http://muttscomics.com/strip.aspx"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">here</span></a><br /><br /><div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Levantei o auscultador do intercomunicador, apesar da hora tardia do toque da campainha. Não conheço a voz e o pedido dava uma boa acção, daquelas mesmo boas, que me dava alguma margem de manobra para um ou dois pecados mais elaborados. Acabei de perder a oportunidade de praticar a boa acção do dia, embora seja de noite e possa usar este argumento para pensar que me livrei de um assalto ou algo que o valha. </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1997856186769565072?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-40664732160625423022009-09-13T15:57:00.000-07:002009-09-20T16:14:17.648-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq2AlQcR09I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qV33uCgUrYA/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098507334702034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq2AlQcR09I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qV33uCgUrYA/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq2ARYaKW4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Q-JdGwQNLHU/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098165875923842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq2ARYaKW4I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Q-JdGwQNLHU/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq2AHIWoLWI/AAAAAAAAA6I/wT0Naju1Ebo/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381097989767441762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq2AHIWoLWI/AAAAAAAAA6I/wT0Naju1Ebo/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1_7lWuhkI/AAAAAAAAA6A/CN6svjHiyq4/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381097791394055746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1_7lWuhkI/AAAAAAAAA6A/CN6svjHiyq4/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1_u1O7KYI/AAAAAAAAA54/-Sb2ISqLsf8/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381097572317997442" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq16yK8tvGI/AAAAAAAAA4A/FG27FsLGlkc/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq16amtQLYI/AAAAAAAAA34/SxMKHn77-1U/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381091727263149442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq16amtQLYI/AAAAAAAAA34/SxMKHn77-1U/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq152_DBIxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Ckdwd2ItMXY/s1600-h/022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381091115321598738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq152_DBIxI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Ckdwd2ItMXY/s400/022.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Abandonadas após a 2ª guerra mundial, são hoje motivo de atracção. Exploradas por Ingleses e alemães, eram ao tempo pólos de autênticas cidades onde trabalhavam e viviam vários milhares de pessoas. Aqui era extraído o <a href="http://geologia.aroucanet.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=26&amp;Itemid=53">volfrâmio</a> necessário para produzir as munições de tunguesténio utilizadas na Segunda Guerra.<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><a href="http://geologia.aroucanet.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=34&amp;Itemid=61">minas de volfrâmio de regoufe</a></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">covêlo de paivó, arouca</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">04/04/2009</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><br /></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-4066473216062542302?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-45959409026425764632009-09-13T11:30:00.000-07:002009-09-20T16:14:17.648-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1A7WG9aLI/AAAAAAAAA3o/tqWGphDpOKQ/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028518068840626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1A7WG9aLI/AAAAAAAAA3o/tqWGphDpOKQ/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1ApgXY1xI/AAAAAAAAA3g/zXAL_jBpbNI/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381028211584456466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1ApgXY1xI/AAAAAAAAA3g/zXAL_jBpbNI/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1ANr84lDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9NmZQsOOepY/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381027733658178610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq1ANr84lDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9NmZQsOOepY/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0-v8OXA4I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/0iXpqlxW5Ko/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381026123118740354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0-v8OXA4I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/0iXpqlxW5Ko/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq09QWT6ieI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pyGLQymzb3Y/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381024480853920226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq09QWT6ieI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pyGLQymzb3Y/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq08-blNfqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/APaDGtBhfuk/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381024173030997666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq08-blNfqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/APaDGtBhfuk/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq08IJ1Js6I/AAAAAAAAA24/AxEGZxO4wg0/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381023240553083810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq08IJ1Js6I/AAAAAAAAA24/AxEGZxO4wg0/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq072mE98kI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nVgMHJiv8y8/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381022938897969730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq072mE98kI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nVgMHJiv8y8/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq07TczoKUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/lRz7oR0NrSk/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381022335113898306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq07TczoKUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/lRz7oR0NrSk/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq07JdvyweI/AAAAAAAAA2g/CQ8kbyLtNMs/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381022163567559138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq07JdvyweI/AAAAAAAAA2g/CQ8kbyLtNMs/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq06-LXhm1I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/amwOs6Do_vI/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381021969655372626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq06-LXhm1I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/amwOs6Do_vI/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq06eEqKgJI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/XfiyS1lLuoQ/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381021418098688146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq06eEqKgJI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/XfiyS1lLuoQ/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">É impossível não gostar de um cenário natural destes!</span></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">01/05/2009 e 09/05/2009<br /><a href="http://www.cm-vouzela.pt/portal/page?_pageid=764,3818452&amp;_dad=portal&amp;_schema=PORTAL">reserva botânica de cambarinho</a><br />cambarinho, campia, vouzela</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-4595940902642576463?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-30979361468549933242009-09-13T08:57:00.000-07:002009-09-13T11:03:18.673-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0gWF-RhWI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BcbbKzhMbEI/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380992693710194018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0gWF-RhWI/AAAAAAAAA2I/BcbbKzhMbEI/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Here we go again!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0gKnRTu8I/AAAAAAAAA2A/lQe9N3eEKVg/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380992496489970626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0gKnRTu8I/AAAAAAAAA2A/lQe9N3eEKVg/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Porque uma vez não chegou...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0fQ3o591I/AAAAAAAAA14/YKUmAg9Rfbw/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380991504451499858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0fQ3o591I/AAAAAAAAA14/YKUmAg9Rfbw/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E a carqueija me tentou!</span></div><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0fEuUhGvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/N-QW6XTbeKw/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380991295791635186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0fEuUhGvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/N-QW6XTbeKw/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A mesma rota, outra cor!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0e3rCumXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/1fDBW6Dd-Ro/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380991071573416306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0e3rCumXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/1fDBW6Dd-Ro/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">E supera a novidade da primeira!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0etu7RQWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/0G6v0n27aIY/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380990900817183074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0etu7RQWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/0G6v0n27aIY/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Dá para resistir?</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ech2QxuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Hnq1R2GgqcI/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380990605248743138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ech2QxuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Hnq1R2GgqcI/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> O verde ainda mais verde!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ePq8Nq6I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/kmdWzy4LYcg/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380990384351325090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ePq8Nq6I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/kmdWzy4LYcg/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Hello, again!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0eC7MDHsI/AAAAAAAAA1I/KzCC8fZ8b7I/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380990165374410434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0eC7MDHsI/AAAAAAAAA1I/KzCC8fZ8b7I/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Esta escapou-me da outra vez. E lá diz o ditado: água mole em pedra dura, tanto bate, até que... esburaca...<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0dhJeNW4I/AAAAAAAAA1A/6_M-5un4pLY/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380989585093122946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0dhJeNW4I/AAAAAAAAA1A/6_M-5un4pLY/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0dVrndXXI/AAAAAAAAA04/2peyAsgA_iE/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380989388100296050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0dVrndXXI/AAAAAAAAA04/2peyAsgA_iE/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0dHr0qtZI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WS9PwvnauX8/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380989147637527954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0dHr0qtZI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WS9PwvnauX8/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0c9es1rfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-pRcUhGLCC4/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380988972316339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0c9es1rfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-pRcUhGLCC4/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0cssiZVaI/AAAAAAAAA0g/pDyITLDPSlM/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380988683972859298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0cssiZVaI/AAAAAAAAA0g/pDyITLDPSlM/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0cgkAksuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/083k7-qYwGM/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380988475525083874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0cgkAksuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/083k7-qYwGM/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0cMFl4krI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/irrv6EY9Uqo/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380988123762692786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0cMFl4krI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/irrv6EY9Uqo/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bwS5gr6I/AAAAAAAAA0I/4aszkqk4ykI/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380987646298337186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bwS5gr6I/AAAAAAAAA0I/4aszkqk4ykI/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Agora faz de contas que tenho 4 anos: o teu pai é careca? fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff :D</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bkzGYb8I/AAAAAAAAA0A/wTvzpZj10bM/s1600-h/018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380987448783826882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bkzGYb8I/AAAAAAAAA0A/wTvzpZj10bM/s400/018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bVJkFfkI/AAAAAAAAAz4/24_vYgiBdqQ/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380987179936087618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bVJkFfkI/AAAAAAAAAz4/24_vYgiBdqQ/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Rosa e amarelo em moldura verde, querem melhor?</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bH-Vz8GI/AAAAAAAAAzw/g90b3AO9Ln4/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380986953585127522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0bH-Vz8GI/AAAAAAAAAzw/g90b3AO9Ln4/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0a6ezsgXI/AAAAAAAAAzo/O14ozNphMwM/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380986721782235506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0a6ezsgXI/AAAAAAAAAzo/O14ozNphMwM/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0akDuSvsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hBo97Xdz6v0/s1600-h/022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380986336554696386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0akDuSvsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hBo97Xdz6v0/s400/022.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E agora na outra margem.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0aXp-XmfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uBBPrS9JT1Y/s1600-h/023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380986123484371442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0aXp-XmfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uBBPrS9JT1Y/s400/023.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Com o mesmo esplendor!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0aMBg1R6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/44S9re_ffBE/s1600-h/024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380985923644508066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0aMBg1R6I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/44S9re_ffBE/s400/024.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Como se fosse a dona do rio!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0Z3C4vK7I/AAAAAAAAAzI/9GlEKF0NFLA/s1600-h/025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380985563235953586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0Z3C4vK7I/AAAAAAAAAzI/9GlEKF0NFLA/s400/025.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Ok, nem tudo é perfeito... mas ninguém disse que o seria!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ZYE18MII/AAAAAAAAAy4/x9LZUdumsss/s1600-h/027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380985031185150082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ZYE18MII/AAAAAAAAAy4/x9LZUdumsss/s400/027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">A parte cultural da coisa, devidamente anunciada!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ZC9LnRnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/sUyIztXUut8/s1600-h/028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380984668351317618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0ZC9LnRnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/sUyIztXUut8/s400/028.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">E o canastro outrora "licenciado", já o não é! Lembram-se? ;)<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0YUyc5l_I/AAAAAAAAAyo/5wPfNyfhcZs/s1600-h/029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380983875197048818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0YUyc5l_I/AAAAAAAAAyo/5wPfNyfhcZs/s400/029.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Na árdua subida para o almoço.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0YGh8NnjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jUcjzUrydgo/s1600-h/031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380983630246813234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0YGh8NnjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jUcjzUrydgo/s400/031.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Para a minha colecção de canastros, o "canastro-que-precisa-de-apoio"!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0X4rk3dcI/AAAAAAAAAyY/7FzqnEoENlY/s1600-h/032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380983392315078082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0X4rk3dcI/AAAAAAAAAyY/7FzqnEoENlY/s400/032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ora cá estão as ditas cujas que dão nome à rota, as Bogas!<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XrmJOqHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/4LZPB7-ZEGA/s1600-h/033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380983167518681202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XrmJOqHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/4LZPB7-ZEGA/s400/033.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Depois de provar as estrelas da rota, rendi-me... a algo menos difícil de comer e com sabor bem mais familiar!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XiM7oUQI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Eb5L6XP3ios/s1600-h/034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380983006131933442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XiM7oUQI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Eb5L6XP3ios/s400/034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">E mais um! O "canastro-parece-que-caio-mas-é-só-impressão-vossa"... ou não! =D<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XNHBSlBI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rOKRAyjraw8/s1600-h/036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380982643767809042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XNHBSlBI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rOKRAyjraw8/s400/036.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E porque há pernas que não se aguentam, abandonámos a parte cultural da coisa e... vruuum vruuum<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XDITpOOI/AAAAAAAAAx4/TBM336-K3BM/s1600-h/037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380982472314534114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0XDITpOOI/AAAAAAAAAx4/TBM336-K3BM/s400/037.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Até breve Nodar!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0W00oH6CI/AAAAAAAAAxw/KYvb4-wE2eQ/s1600-h/038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380982226513553442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sq0W00oH6CI/AAAAAAAAAxw/KYvb4-wE2eQ/s400/038.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Com o amarelo a inundar-nos as janelas, seguimos viagem para outras paragens!<br /><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">rota das bogas</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">(nodar, s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">04/04/2009</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><br /> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">organizado por:</span></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/</span></a></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://www.nodar.org/nodar/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.nodar.org/nodar/</span></a><br /></span><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3097936146854993324?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-16059309108104341102009-09-10T03:05:00.001-07:002009-09-13T11:01:44.079-07:00<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SqjPpYA0dJI/AAAAAAAAAxo/tuL4aeREm0U/s1600-h/redsky.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379778064621532306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SqjPpYA0dJI/AAAAAAAAAxo/tuL4aeREm0U/s400/redsky.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">(um dos céus que por aqui passou um dia destes)<br /></span><br /><br />When this kiss is over it will start again.</span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">It will not be any different, it will be exactly</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">The same.</span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><p style="visibility:visible;"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"><param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="scale" value="noscale" /><param name="salign" value="TL" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><param name="flashvars" value="myid=29598678&path=2009/09/13&mycolor=111314&mycolor2=665860&mycolor3=b34c07&autoplay=false&rand=0&f=4&vol=100&pat=0&grad=false&ow=219&oh=35"/></object><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1605930910810434110?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-4319662351511957812009-07-09T02:28:00.001-07:002009-07-09T06:23:41.283-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SlW4bSXQJdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/axr8rlwdy2o/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356390110752417234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SlW4bSXQJdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/axr8rlwdy2o/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;"> (uma flashada tímida ao tecto do politeama)</span><br /></span><div><br /> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">— Não quero trabalhar, nem estudar, o que eu quero e namorar. — disse a princesa e cruzou os braços. Dormia <strong>de braços cruzados</strong> e tinham de lhe dar de comer porque a princesa só podia abrir os braços para abraçar o namorado e não havia nenhum namorado para ela. Quando se acabou o dinheiro, acabaram-se as criadas e acabou-se a comida. A princesa morreu de fome, muito suja, mas sempre <strong>de braços cruzados</strong>. E nem os cangalheiros nem os médicos legistas lhe conseguiram descruzar os braços porque nem os cangalheiros nem os médicos legistas eram o namorado da princesa <strong>de braços cruzados</strong> porque não havia nenhum namorado para ela. Foi conservada em formol dentro de um frasco de vidro transparente para ser mostrada aos visitantes do Museu de Historia Natural. Na placa que dá informações sobre o conteúdo do frasco está escrito em latim: “só descruzará os braços quando lhe aparecer um namorado”. Todos no Museu têm a esperança de que um dia um visitante saiba latim e seja o namorado da princesa <strong>de braços cruzados</strong>. Mas a empregada do balcão do bar do Museu, menos positivista do que o resto do pessoal, resolveu fazer o mesmo que a princesa dos braços cruzados. </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Por isso não há bicas para ninguém.</strong></span></div><div><br /> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:78%;">Adília Lopes in A Bela Acordada</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">Também eu, de braços cruzados, à espera que o tempo esteja de feição para poder decorar este canto com os meus caminhos reais. Sim, eu espero!</span></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-431966235151195781?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-10263306388225447292009-04-23T16:38:00.001-07:002009-09-13T11:02:28.148-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD89giGdZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/wP5GbT3mntc/s1600-h/001.jpg"><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328036492814480786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD89giGdZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/wP5GbT3mntc/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD8rti8ZeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sfN_7W2TDW8/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328036187070031330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD8rti8ZeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sfN_7W2TDW8/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD8eD-IuMI/AAAAAAAAAxA/37QKBULVrtI/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328035952571496642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD8eD-IuMI/AAAAAAAAAxA/37QKBULVrtI/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD8SlIZd8I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Q85yRL-9Ym4/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328035755314476994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD8SlIZd8I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Q85yRL-9Ym4/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328037230866884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SfD9od_gaQI/AAAAAAAAAxY/z9SsKKkwe8E/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">sobrosa, santa cruz da trapa, s. pedro do sul</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">21/03/2009</span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div align="right"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>splash</strong></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1026330638822544729?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-50986050914852089832009-04-22T16:01:00.000-07:002009-09-13T11:02:43.675-07:00<div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Se-jlIiFSYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/L8sB8cH_yz4/s1600-h/bike1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327656742543509890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Se-jlIiFSYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/L8sB8cH_yz4/s400/bike1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Ah pois é! Já dou 100 km/h na minha red bike...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327658109089496050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Se-k0rUCO_I/AAAAAAAAAwo/3jam6XgQagE/s400/bike3.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Com ela toda dobradinha, dentro da mala do carro (quando o carro não verte água do radiador e não aquece)!</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-5098605091485208983?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-36440446426767036732009-04-17T16:56:00.000-07:002009-09-13T11:03:07.297-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SekXgpNd33I/AAAAAAAAAwY/lP0erI6NB10/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325813883927912306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SekXgpNd33I/AAAAAAAAAwY/lP0erI6NB10/s400/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDAwMTIzNTU4NTkmcHQ9MTI*MDAxMjM2NzE3MSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPTk*M2JhNTZhNjhhZDQ2Zjg4MTFlYmY2ZGZiZjI5OGQ*.gif" width="0" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">já chega, tá?<br /></span></div><center><br /></center><center style="VISIBILITY: visible"> </center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3644044642676703673?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-30258546169963178082009-04-16T15:00:00.000-07:002009-04-16T15:13:36.707-07:00<div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br />Comes a rainstorm, put your rubbers on your feet</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a snowstorm, you can get a little heat</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done.<br /></span><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpN399ELyh8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpN399ELyh8&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">David Ferreira "Comes Love" </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a fire, then you know just what to do</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Blow a tire, you can buy another shoe</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Don't try hiding, cause there isn't any use</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">You'll start sliding, when your heart turns on the juice</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a headache, you can lose it in a day</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a toothache, see your dentist right away</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a heatwave, you can hurry to the shore</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a summons, you can hide behind the door</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes the measles, you can quarantine a room</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a mousey, you can chase it with a broom</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">That's all, brother, if you ever been in love</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">That's all, brother, you know what I'm speaking of</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes a nightmare, you can always stay awake</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes depression, you may get another break</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Comes love, nothing can be done</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"><strong>clap clap clap</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3025854616996317808?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-85261791041705459032009-04-15T14:47:00.001-07:002009-04-15T14:54:00.022-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SeZWfTsV0aI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wADSrFZB5-g/s1600-h/water3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325038705274376610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SeZWfTsV0aI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wADSrFZB5-g/s400/water3.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div><div></div><div align="left"><a href="http://www.priberam.pt/dlpo/dlpo.aspx"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">tépido</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> <em>adj.</em><br />1. Morno, pouco quente, quebrado da friúra.<br />2. <em>Fig.</em> Frouxo; tíbio.<br /></div></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><div align="right"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Arre!</span></strong> Esquentador mais caprichoso!</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8526179104170545903?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-47920312379674024002009-04-13T07:19:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:50:32.943-07:00<div> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; panose-1:2 11 6 3 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:11;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Neste fim de semana, cada vez que procurava uma musiquita no velho auto-rádio, aparecia-me uma voz feminina <span style="font-style: italic;">well I heard there was a secret chord... hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah</span>. Primeiro estranhei, depois entranhei e nova viagem, nova procura no auto-rádio e novamente <span style="font-style: italic;">hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah</span>. Acho que fui perseguida uma meia dúzia de vezes pelo <span style="font-style: italic;">hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah</span>. Às duas por três já eu fazia um dueto com a Sra. Alexandra Burke (só hoje soube o nome da minha companheira de viagem). O certo é que a tal da Alexandra instalou-se no meu carro várias vezes à distância de um simples toque no botão do auto-rádio. Senti-me perseguida, foi estranho… coincidências, digo eu!</span><br /></div><br /><div><object width="425" height="344"><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hcv-yS3xHyk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">1h30 da madrugada de hoje e o sono não chegava, bota a fazer zapping na tv, joguinhos chatos a apelar ao dinheiro fácil na sic e mais joguinhos chatos na tvi, desporto na tv2 e cheguei então à rtp1 (sim, porque eu só tenho os 4 canais). RTP1 no canto superior esquerdo do écran e começo a ver um filme falado em alemão e fiquei presa ao dito cujo.</span><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><em></em></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SeNPC1pkKyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/IbqoHQS3GgY/s1600-h/edukators.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324186094661806882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 277px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SeNPC1pkKyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/IbqoHQS3GgY/s400/edukators.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Os jovens activistas revolucionários auto-denominados «Os Edukadores» queriam mudar o mundo e tal. Fazem umas visitas furtivas a casa de uns ricalhaços e vão deixando umas mensagens alusivas à causa que defendem. Lá para o meio a coisa não corre tão bem e têm que raptar um empresário rico e a história lá se vai desenrolando com os 3 jovens, 2 morenos muito jeitosos por sinal e uma loirita sem sal, numa casa de montanha com o raptado. E lá estou eu pespegada ao filme e eis que... querem adivinhar qual é a música mais marcante do filme???? Pois claro... depois deste fim de semana, só podia ser... tcharaaaan... </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >well I heard there was a secret chord... <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah</span></span></span></div><div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TPqeJ8WRpJM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></object></div></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Há coincidências do caraças e não sei que interpretação hei-de dar a isto! Valha-me não ser supersticiosa, nem muito dada ao sobrenatural!</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Nome original do filme: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0408777/">"Die fetten Jahre sind vorbei"</a>, não me perguntem qual é a tradução literal da coisa, mas em português batizaram-no de Os Edukadores, realizado por Hans Weingartner, de 2004.<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-4792031237967402400?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-34485283311360096432009-04-12T16:21:00.001-07:002009-04-13T13:50:32.943-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SeJ36XU5GuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rbeAwd__g0Q/s1600-h/SANY0457-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323949554083109602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SeJ36XU5GuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rbeAwd__g0Q/s400/SANY0457-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">estes estão no <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">MEU</span></strong> frigorífico e são <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">MEUS</span></strong>!<br /></div></span></span><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div align="right"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(desculpem lá a publicidade e tal</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:78%;">mas isto precisava de ser dito e escrito) </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3448528331136009643?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-70458677722472964272009-04-07T08:05:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:39:25.306-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduayBcD88I/AAAAAAAAAvo/LKlU9gflPxU/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322017568838644674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduayBcD88I/AAAAAAAAAvo/LKlU9gflPxU/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Saindo de uma aldeia, da freguesia de Sul, chamada Aldeia, lá vamos nós mais uma vez!</span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sduad76dWrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_YSucDvVDV0/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322017223758142130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sduad76dWrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_YSucDvVDV0/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Parece que a rota de hoje vai ser longa! Mas está sol! Por isso, butes lá!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduaLwl_WrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/PUPUVwNpAVk/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322016911481854642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduaLwl_WrI/AAAAAAAAAvY/PUPUVwNpAVk/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Tás a ver aquela aldeia lá no fundo? Tás a ver bem? É para ali que vamos! ãn?<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZ-0b7MuI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TMtVCqbB_Pw/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322016689175081698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZ-0b7MuI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TMtVCqbB_Pw/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ok, ok, vamos ganhar forças então! Tss tss, nem aguentam uma subidazita!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZ0658DPI/AAAAAAAAAvI/wGKVMYaDY68/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322016519112887538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZ0658DPI/AAAAAAAAAvI/wGKVMYaDY68/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> As mochilas conseguem transportar supresas muito agradáveis! mnham</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZlc7jyBI/AAAAAAAAAvA/kO0jav2gsXY/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322016253368584210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZlc7jyBI/AAAAAAAAAvA/kO0jav2gsXY/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Quase na aldeia que se segue! Desta feita, por alcatrão... </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZSYzeyhI/AAAAAAAAAu4/SrhfQwOOw_0/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322015925843446290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZSYzeyhI/AAAAAAAAAu4/SrhfQwOOw_0/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Aldeia do Fujaco! </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZD9XNJTI/AAAAAAAAAuw/NOAXRDc0ydI/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322015677958923570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduZD9XNJTI/AAAAAAAAAuw/NOAXRDc0ydI/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E aldeia do Fujaco! </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduYR3io_CI/AAAAAAAAAuo/B8Ie7qQL8Uw/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322014817402813474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduYR3io_CI/AAAAAAAAAuo/B8Ie7qQL8Uw/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E ainda... Aldeia do Fujaco! </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduWi3-v8QI/AAAAAAAAAug/Xf5SaM2YQp4/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322012910555230466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduWi3-v8QI/AAAAAAAAAug/Xf5SaM2YQp4/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Aldeia que é aldeia, tem que ter um riacho, claro está!</span><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduU-OY4YYI/AAAAAAAAAuY/I14NeCjM4g4/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322011181403627906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduU-OY4YYI/AAAAAAAAAuY/I14NeCjM4g4/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E fruta fresca... laranjas biológicas, digamos! Ai se o dono vê!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduUAlnx4aI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/exFBgiFfqPA/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322010122488242594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduUAlnx4aI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/exFBgiFfqPA/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E o belo do canastro não pode faltar! Podemos começar a classificá-los então, este pode ser o canastro tipo T1!<br /><br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduTnqMZgYI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_pNtsh2fBE4/s1600-h/013.jpg"></a><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduR0eJQs6I/AAAAAAAAAuA/1Xw9EdIZlsU/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322007715299505058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduR0eJQs6I/AAAAAAAAAuA/1Xw9EdIZlsU/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Uns degraus muito originais! Arte rural!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduRg-x6VGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/2vpNK4RVOF0/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322007380462556258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduRg-x6VGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/2vpNK4RVOF0/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Construções que resistem no tempo e se fazem à fotografia!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduQSj88uXI/AAAAAAAAAtw/AIPj2SFhzU0/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322006033231296882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduQSj88uXI/AAAAAAAAAtw/AIPj2SFhzU0/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Os bobys e os tarecos olham-nos sem se distrairem do dia de sol.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduPy1Z6YCI/AAAAAAAAAto/6uvehqJy5Ug/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322005488160366626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduPy1Z6YCI/AAAAAAAAAto/6uvehqJy5Ug/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Shhh... não incomodem o nosso descanso solarengo...</span><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduPNEIKSQI/AAAAAAAAAtY/omZIcKYSNZ8/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322004839277414658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduPNEIKSQI/AAAAAAAAAtY/omZIcKYSNZ8/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Capoeira para quê? Frango do campo!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduOu_ed3pI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ef6Wbz42_V0/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322004322632720018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduOu_ed3pI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ef6Wbz42_V0/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Béu béu</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduOgw5euAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/T6B1WCrkP0I/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322004078201321474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduOgw5euAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/T6B1WCrkP0I/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Da subida que vai até à capela e escola primária (desactivada), passando pelo restaurante local " O Rochedo", temos uma nova perspectiva do Fujaco! Manda vir umas minis para refrescar enquanto eu canso a minha máquina fotográfica!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduMgRhJ8JI/AAAAAAAAAtA/l4szIK4-1Ak/s1600-h/022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322001870754541714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduMgRhJ8JI/AAAAAAAAAtA/l4szIK4-1Ak/s400/022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">À saída da aldeia, fico em sobressalto... Oh não! Ele vai brincar com pinhas outra vez! Eu não quero mais nenhum galo na cabeça! Calma, afinal é apenas a invenção de uma nova forma de golf! Pinholf! O ar da serra fertiliza muito a imaginação!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLvZSgW_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Vsp9W1JucXk/s1600-h/023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322001031026990066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLvZSgW_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Vsp9W1JucXk/s400/023.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Toca a subir em direcção a uma nova aldeia, Bodial! Não, sem antes encher a garrafa com água fresca!</span><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLeEzZOmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rk827aBAN10/s1600-h/024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322000733470014050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLeEzZOmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rk827aBAN10/s400/024.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Mé mé! </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLRYvfxMI/AAAAAAAAAso/AGbJlBU8IOw/s1600-h/025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322000515484075202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLRYvfxMI/AAAAAAAAAso/AGbJlBU8IOw/s400/025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">E foi sempre a subir sem parar até ao estradão, de onde se vislumbra a plantação de ventoinhas que hoje povoa a nossa serra! </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLBTfpkgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/upV6q9zCrfI/s1600-h/026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322000239197524482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduLBTfpkgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/upV6q9zCrfI/s400/026.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Já a caminho da aldeia de Maçagoso, o difícil é encontrar paisagem que não seja decorada pelas super-ventoinhas!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduK0R5QRGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/N6Zfq_1gaUE/s1600-h/027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322000015429747810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduK0R5QRGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/N6Zfq_1gaUE/s400/027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Por entre as árvores já se vislumbra Maçagoso, aldeia recentemente abandonada! Há alguém que ainda não saiba o que é desertificação?<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduKiw2dHpI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/1OEasAYAF98/s1600-h/028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321999714501861010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduKiw2dHpI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/1OEasAYAF98/s400/028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Desertificação é isto! Uma aldeia deixada por tudo e todos!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduIR7sJlCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/UNxRDR9DjnU/s1600-h/029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321997226330395682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduIR7sJlCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/UNxRDR9DjnU/s400/029.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Até o riacho parece querer abandonar Maçagoso!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduHomG5ggI/AAAAAAAAAsA/f-M_wo0f47s/s1600-h/030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321996516162372098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduHomG5ggI/AAAAAAAAAsA/f-M_wo0f47s/s400/030.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">...<br /></span><br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduHVHJZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAr4/WRWSnFUsiNg/s1600-h/031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321996181433874194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduHVHJZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAr4/WRWSnFUsiNg/s400/031.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> O canastro que persiste, apesar do ar frágil.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduGp9w4gcI/AAAAAAAAArw/fZN5OBA1vYQ/s1600-h/032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321995440180724162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduGp9w4gcI/AAAAAAAAArw/fZN5OBA1vYQ/s400/032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">As portas abertas a guardar coisas nenhuma.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduErSiFKEI/AAAAAAAAAro/RNpBzylq66A/s1600-h/033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321993263912396866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SduErSiFKEI/AAAAAAAAAro/RNpBzylq66A/s400/033.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Da porta para dentro... vê-se o exterior... e pensar que houve vida aqui, já ali se dormiu, comeu, riu, brincou, trabalhou...</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt8w_OSVQI/AAAAAAAAArg/_5uMf991k7Y/s1600-h/034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321984565715293442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt8w_OSVQI/AAAAAAAAArg/_5uMf991k7Y/s400/034.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Já ali se viveu!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt8MJ_-RqI/AAAAAAAAArY/-34WRz7_OlM/s1600-h/035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321983932952888994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt8MJ_-RqI/AAAAAAAAArY/-34WRz7_OlM/s400/035.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Atravessando Maçagoso, aproveita-se o silêncio para interiorizar o abandono do local.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt7_GhvhwI/AAAAAAAAArQ/QcEafxxucMI/s1600-h/036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321983708682487554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt7_GhvhwI/AAAAAAAAArQ/QcEafxxucMI/s400/036.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E segue-se caminho, já a pensar no almoço. E temos subida pela frente.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt7wpWi5GI/AAAAAAAAArI/Hal_Ctrlixw/s1600-h/037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321983460332725346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt7wpWi5GI/AAAAAAAAArI/Hal_Ctrlixw/s400/037.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A Sra. Pastora que nos acompanha desde a aldeia de Bodial guia-nos pelos seus "caminhos" de sempre. E agora descemos (qual montanha russa, qual quê!).</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt58KPY6_I/AAAAAAAAArA/dI_8ez1Rwn8/s1600-h/038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981459116387314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt58KPY6_I/AAAAAAAAArA/dI_8ez1Rwn8/s400/038.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Até ao fundo para atravessar o ribeiro.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt5kSYOrHI/AAAAAAAAAq4/KTmEblWmGkk/s1600-h/039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981048984087666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt5kSYOrHI/AAAAAAAAAq4/KTmEblWmGkk/s400/039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Eu bem disse que era a descer!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt4sCKwaTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oy6EZLM6hMY/s1600-h/040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321980082559936818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt4sCKwaTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oy6EZLM6hMY/s400/040.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Subimos novamente, com a Sra. Pastora a passear-nos pelo mesmo monte que percorre, normalmente, com as cabras!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt4gvYet1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/cdYXRXuuZNo/s1600-h/041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321979888538662738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt4gvYet1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/cdYXRXuuZNo/s400/041.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E nós, rebanho obediente, seguimos monte acima!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt4QFPk4NI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Cs0D0yKpoRM/s1600-h/042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321979602349121746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt4QFPk4NI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Cs0D0yKpoRM/s400/042.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Chegando ao topo e com a brisa da serra a secar-nos o suor da cara, eis que descobrimos uma nova descida!<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt3JC1iO2I/AAAAAAAAAqY/kKko2lVd448/s1600-h/043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321978381932313442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt3JC1iO2I/AAAAAAAAAqY/kKko2lVd448/s400/043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Parece que não vamos ser os primeiros a chegar ao fundo do monte. E já vou quase sentada a tentar não escorregar monte abaixo. </span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt2uFh8YGI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/26Q_q3UMFjU/s1600-h/044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321977918798979170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt2uFh8YGI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/26Q_q3UMFjU/s400/044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ufa! Superado o obstáculo! Com um dos companheiros de rota com as calças rasgadas de tanto fazer do monte um escorrega infantil, cá chegámos abaixo! E antes que os treinos de "pinholf" começassem, ainda tive tempo para eternizar a pinha que voou dali para fora com uma bela "tacada"... ou devo dizer "paulada"?</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt06i7sMkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/KvA8m-9RekM/s1600-h/045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321975933826773570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt06i7sMkI/AAAAAAAAAqI/KvA8m-9RekM/s400/045.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Penúltima aldeia! E Leirados faz-me sempre lembrar um vinho dali que acompanhou uma noite de chouriças assadas, torresmos e um belo dum bailarico de outras paragens!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt0MJ_5PII/AAAAAAAAAqA/lVS1SW4p3Ek/s1600-h/046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321975136859536514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdt0MJ_5PII/AAAAAAAAAqA/lVS1SW4p3Ek/s400/046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">O belo do canastro de Leirados! E este será talvez o canastro tipo T3, ou ainda o poderemos chamar de "a limousine dos canastros"! Devaneios alimentados pela falta do almoço... já são quase 15h...<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtzkPJi3DI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0L2GYa6XgLc/s1600-h/047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321974451047423026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtzkPJi3DI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0L2GYa6XgLc/s400/047.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Capela de Leirados e o seu guardião!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtxZb581EI/AAAAAAAAApw/G1ucs7rCPso/s1600-h/048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321972066469860418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtxZb581EI/AAAAAAAAApw/G1ucs7rCPso/s400/048.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">E houve quem ficasse viciado em laranjas e ficasse perdido em Leirados, enquanto o restante grupo seguia em busca do almoço tão desejado!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdtt-UyUrVI/AAAAAAAAApo/cpLRd4sochQ/s1600-h/049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321968302167469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sdtt-UyUrVI/AAAAAAAAApo/cpLRd4sochQ/s400/049.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Hum... este pode ser o "canastro-torre-de-pisa".<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtsO74DpwI/AAAAAAAAApg/zsR0CJwYVzE/s1600-h/050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321966388515153666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtsO74DpwI/AAAAAAAAApg/zsR0CJwYVzE/s400/050.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">De volta à aldeia de Aldeia: almoçooooooooooooooooooo!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtsDhS0CBI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ji1PVOe_8fw/s1600-h/051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321966192401057810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SdtsDhS0CBI/AAAAAAAAApY/Ji1PVOe_8fw/s400/051.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E há temperos que são melhores de ver do que de comer! Que o digam os amigos que resolveram dar um toque diferente à sua feijoada!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">rota das aldeias<br />(sul, s. pedro do sul)<br />15/03/2009<br />organizado por: <a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/">Criar Raízes</a></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7045867772247296427?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-6508465389216746612009-03-25T16:53:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:39:25.306-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrJPRAoMLI/AAAAAAAAApQ/o_2YW9MU-3s/s1600-h/001.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283574165549234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrJPRAoMLI/AAAAAAAAApQ/o_2YW9MU-3s/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Já tinha saudades de andar no meio do verde, sob o céu azul, calcorreando por esses caminhos e "não-caminhos" fora! Fora com o Inverno que me afasta destas andanças! Xô Inverno, xô!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrJEj4BenI/AAAAAAAAApI/F2gYjrbSwjg/s1600-h/002.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283390251170418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrJEj4BenI/AAAAAAAAApI/F2gYjrbSwjg/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Cá vamos nós outra vez! Pelo antigo caminho que ligava ao Porto! Coitados... a pé devia ser um longo, longo percurso!<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrI57ssCAI/AAAAAAAAApA/X92qy_cr3hE/s1600-h/003.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283207667517442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrI57ssCAI/AAAAAAAAApA/X92qy_cr3hE/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Olha a bela da cascata! Qual "cachoeira do brásiu", qual quê!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIytiCHsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-XEkFSNkjQQ/s1600-h/004.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283083605647042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIytiCHsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-XEkFSNkjQQ/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Tufos verdes rodeados de água!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrItKiP1GI/AAAAAAAAAow/tYCq_a2kAPU/s1600-h/005.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282988311958626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrItKiP1GI/AAAAAAAAAow/tYCq_a2kAPU/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Abraça-me bem... faz lembrar uma música com alguns anos cantada pela Né Ladeiras... ou será que sonhei isto? Não interessa nada, o que importa realmente é ter assistido aqui ao romance da videira e da árvore! Encosta-te a mim do Palma, também serve!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIpLu6g5I/AAAAAAAAAoo/KtHn5H5wdkY/s1600-h/006.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282919914046354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIpLu6g5I/AAAAAAAAAoo/KtHn5H5wdkY/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E outra vez: verde, que te quero verde! :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIeUG0XzI/AAAAAAAAAog/s_YHePxJExU/s1600-h/007.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282733183229746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIeUG0XzI/AAAAAAAAAog/s_YHePxJExU/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Hum... rio, margens estreitas, acho que temos desafios pela frente!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIWx9-ujI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sjOcNuhIqmQ/s1600-h/008.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282603760269874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIWx9-ujI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sjOcNuhIqmQ/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E não é que tenho razão???!!! Haja troncos para calcar... e o rio ali ao lado! Vai ser lindo, vai!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIPYNNgCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/TThV09wjGGs/s1600-h/009.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282476585746466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIPYNNgCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/TThV09wjGGs/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ok! No problem, o rio nem tem corrente nenhuma, nem nada!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIKLGBtPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/tugUT7XIhDM/s1600-h/010.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282387166606578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIKLGBtPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/tugUT7XIhDM/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ahahahah! Alguém foi à água! O nosso boga-man quis lavar as calças sem as tirar do corpinho!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIE4UXKNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/WmdsQqV3rjw/s1600-h/011.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282296227113170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrIE4UXKNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/WmdsQqV3rjw/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">"A ponte é uma passagem para a outra margem!" Oh pra mim aqui na outra margem e nem precisei de ponte!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrH5jLXcuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/xaWjOymQk4I/s1600-h/012.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317282101573677794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrH5jLXcuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/xaWjOymQk4I/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">O bosque encantado! Lindo, lindo!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHzEEb-AI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4LmV1SBOvqo/s1600-h/013.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281990143899650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHzEEb-AI/AAAAAAAAAnw/4LmV1SBOvqo/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Depois do amor da videira, temos a atracção fatal da era! Estas árvores são muito cobiçadas!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHrj-mvkI/AAAAAAAAAno/d1uUEALt6_0/s1600-h/014.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281861270421058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHrj-mvkI/AAAAAAAAAno/d1uUEALt6_0/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Oh pá! Fiquei encantada com isto e não consegui parar de carregar no botão da máquina! Irresistivel!<br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHlQGPJ3I/AAAAAAAAAng/qRJziM7iiro/s1600-h/015.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281752854505330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHlQGPJ3I/AAAAAAAAAng/qRJziM7iiro/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Vá, larga lá a máquina e vamos continuar a nossa jornada!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHfDyQ9eI/AAAAAAAAAnY/vB1CVFi5Dkk/s1600-h/016.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281646470297058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHfDyQ9eI/AAAAAAAAAnY/vB1CVFi5Dkk/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Toca a trepar, força, que no fim há lanche!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHW_ay-9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WKoUTm45_Vg/s1600-h/017.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281507859168210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHW_ay-9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WKoUTm45_Vg/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Um último olhar para o meu bosque encantado...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHRrOluHI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PotpR4w3COs/s1600-h/018.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281416539912306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHRrOluHI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PotpR4w3COs/s400/018.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E mais água... turbulenta esta, não?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHKzo6RfI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BHUT-_uQnJg/s1600-h/019.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281298538710514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHKzo6RfI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BHUT-_uQnJg/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Hum... aquilo parece uma espécie de ponte... hum...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHCkF9VVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gHd2iFcNKrs/s1600-h/020.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281156926625106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrHCkF9VVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gHd2iFcNKrs/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ups... é mesmo... uma ponte artesanal...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrG72eUg3I/AAAAAAAAAmw/pGPhfgYKuZo/s1600-h/021.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317281041601561458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrG72eUg3I/AAAAAAAAAmw/pGPhfgYKuZo/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">É melhor desviar o olhar e contemplar a paisagem! Só para distrair da tal da "suposta" ponte! Medo? Nã...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrG2P3qqgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/p8EpJO8AXwk/s1600-h/022.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280945339542018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrG2P3qqgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/p8EpJO8AXwk/s400/022.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ora! Aqui está! Uma ponte feita propositadamente para nós! Arte encomendada! Arte útil, meus caros!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGxEwYdHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RMrHsyqki9w/s1600-h/023.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280856456852594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGxEwYdHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RMrHsyqki9w/s400/023.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Vá! Sem medo! Lembrem-se que há lanche no fim! Tudo em fila indiana e agarradinhos à corda!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGsO9RcFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oQouqDdNOaw/s1600-h/024.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280773295927378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGsO9RcFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oQouqDdNOaw/s400/024.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Ufa! Prova superada! E agora... tcharan! Prémio para os vencedores! Obrigada, boga-man!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGoc87nyI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/6j7bFUuhS1Q/s1600-h/025.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280708333117218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGoc87nyI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/6j7bFUuhS1Q/s400/025.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E tu, já aí estás? Vá, vai lá embora que ainda é cedo!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGlPONutI/AAAAAAAAAmI/f_mMN8F-6iM/s1600-h/026.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280653107903186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGlPONutI/AAAAAAAAAmI/f_mMN8F-6iM/s400/026.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ora bem, chegando aos caminhos por onde passava a água para o Mosteiro de S. Cristóvão, há ali uma porta e dizem-me que há uma sala grande debaixo do monte, onde faziam a separação da água. Interessante!<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGbUPgUnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ko6vIfHPlTU/s1600-h/027.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280482656801394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGbUPgUnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ko6vIfHPlTU/s400/027.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E aqui está a "Fonte dos Frades", a água saía daquele buraco gigante! Mas esta fonte mais parece uma piscina, tipo jacuzzi rodeada de banquinhos de pedra para poderem regalar-se com a água nos pézinhos, confortavelmente sentados! (haja imaginação)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGRsnhjrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/6-pRA_uktrI/s1600-h/028.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280317401304754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGRsnhjrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/6-pRA_uktrI/s400/028.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Mandámos o boga-man lá para dentro do buraco para tirar uma foto à malta toda que estava cá fora, mas não é postável, dada a excelente qualidade das figuras captadas!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGLHbXliI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2sHGGEL-GoE/s1600-h/029.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280204338992674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGLHbXliI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2sHGGEL-GoE/s400/029.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E cá está o que podemos chamar de aquedutos, que não é só na capital que há aquedutos, não senhores! Estão é um bocadito destreinados... só isso!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGEFI-5_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/DEGEUWmY8Es/s1600-h/030.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317280083465922546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrGEFI-5_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/DEGEUWmY8Es/s400/030.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Os engenheiros do séc. XVIII tinham jeito para a coisa! Muito bonito!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrF9lXcv6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2PWKEqL_I40/s1600-h/031.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279971857448866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrF9lXcv6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2PWKEqL_I40/s400/031.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Será que tem licença de utilização?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrF4vi6pXI/AAAAAAAAAlY/d5FR4QrEmfA/s1600-h/032.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279888690554226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrF4vi6pXI/AAAAAAAAAlY/d5FR4QrEmfA/s400/032.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Na falta de água, que era, em tempos idos, conduzida ao Mosteiro de S. Cristóvão, acumulam-se carumas, folhinhas e musgo! Gosto dos contrastes de cor!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFnDD2DoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/JzcS2XWWc9M/s1600-h/035.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279584691293826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFnDD2DoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/JzcS2XWWc9M/s400/035.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Ora cá está! Chegamos e damos de caras com a Igreja, em primeiro plano!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">E poderão saber mais sobre a história do local </span><a href="http://jf-sclafoes.net/mosteiro.htm"><span style="font-size:85%;">aqui</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFgcnDAfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZLGhC1rS6qA/s1600-h/037.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279471290745330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFgcnDAfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZLGhC1rS6qA/s400/037.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E entrando no Mosteiro, agora totalmente recuperado e transformado em turismo rural, passamos pela cozinha que tem janela com vista para o refeitório dos senhores frades! Pela ideia que tenho dos frades e pelo aspecto do refeitório, deviam ser de poucos apetites, deviam!<br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFaUgs2ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/YXLDB67zlHY/s1600-h/038.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279366037428626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFaUgs2ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/YXLDB67zlHY/s400/038.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />O pátio interior fascinou-me! Devia ser um stress terrível a vida de um frade no séc. XVII e XVIII, devia ser aqui, concerteza, que eles acalmavam da agitação do dia-a-dia, o trânsito, os horários dos empregos, idas ao supermercado... uma maçada!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFTmxZuxI/AAAAAAAAAko/Ge6Ia2JKHVg/s1600-h/039.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279250680232722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFTmxZuxI/AAAAAAAAAko/Ge6Ia2JKHVg/s400/039.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Mas para irem comer, tinham que passar aqui no lava-mãos, que os frades eram pessoas muito dadas à higiene, pois claro!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFNz_JBGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/mwTLm9LxYQk/s1600-h/040.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279151148303458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFNz_JBGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/mwTLm9LxYQk/s400/040.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Et voilá! O local onde enchiam a barriguinha!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFDbfZUlI/AAAAAAAAAkY/WJ3veuZ8Asc/s1600-h/041.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278972774011474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrFDbfZUlI/AAAAAAAAAkY/WJ3veuZ8Asc/s400/041.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E claro está, depois há que dormir uma sesta para fazer a digestão!<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrE1cXti2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/ZUfSkrN1XV4/s1600-h/043.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278732492049250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrE1cXti2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/ZUfSkrN1XV4/s400/043.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ou então passar a tarde a jogar umas cartadas, brincar às escondidas, ou ainda ficarem sentaditos a rezar!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEpTqUGOI/AAAAAAAAAkA/YA5ImNqlags/s1600-h/044.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278523995724002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEpTqUGOI/AAAAAAAAAkA/YA5ImNqlags/s400/044.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Entrando noutro espaço interior, perto do que agora é uma casa de banho que conserva uma espécie de banheira em pedra, eis que abrimos umas portas que parecem ser de um armário e que vemos nós???? Meti a cabeça no tal "armário", olhei para cima e não vi nada, disparei o flash e saiu esta bela fotografia! E depois de ver a foto, agradeci por já não estarmos na época em que aqueles buracos eram usados! A utilização dada aos mesmos fica para o que a vossa imaginação conseguir!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEjbmq7CI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ePlERlRGjUA/s1600-h/045.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278423048711202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEjbmq7CI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ePlERlRGjUA/s400/045.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E noutra sala conservam-se uns bancos muito interessantes, dos quais há réplicas na igreja também. Fiquei curiosa e achei que aquilo que via como tampo para os senhores frades se sentarem, seria um tampo muito reduzido... e depois explicaram-me que aqueles tampos em formato de meia-lua era quando os bancos estavam fechados e para quando os senhores frades, nas suas orações, tinham que permanecer de pé... de pé... mas com o rabito apoiadito naquelas meias luas! Era a fingir que estavam de pé, topam? Estes frades eram muito engenhosos!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEe3ns2VI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bhHVDubOkWk/s1600-h/046.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278344669878610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEe3ns2VI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bhHVDubOkWk/s400/046.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E depois de muito rezar, de pé (cof cof), muito provavelmente descansavam num destes bancos de janela, a ler com a luz que ainda sobrava do dia difícil que tiveram!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEbKuFIrI/AAAAAAAAAjo/iq6aNUKWMpA/s1600-h/047.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278281077433010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEbKuFIrI/AAAAAAAAAjo/iq6aNUKWMpA/s400/047.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> O espaço envolvente do Mosteiro de S. Cristóvao, neste caso, o pátio de entrada, está muito bem aproveitado e agradável!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEU_ZtuBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gJOrGoBcYiU/s1600-h/048.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278174960007186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEU_ZtuBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gJOrGoBcYiU/s400/048.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Entre o mosteiro e a igreja, percebe-se que iria ter uma ligação, uma vez que ainda se vislumbram as portas que iriam ser abertas, mas tal obra nunca foi terminada (obra embargada?), aproveitando o espaço como cemitério! Seguiu-se uma visita à igreja, que aconselho seja visitada, de preferência com guia, uma vez que só assim poderão descobrir alguns dos mistérios e as belas pinturas que a mesma encerra!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEQS_zI2I/AAAAAAAAAjY/j4aOW4aZU3I/s1600-h/049.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317278094320673634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEQS_zI2I/AAAAAAAAAjY/j4aOW4aZU3I/s400/049.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Na subida para a Capela da Senhora da Boa Morte (que esta rota é muito cultural e religiosa), demos de caras com o nosso lanche! O lanche! Duas mesas divinamente (ou a fome é que era muita) recheadas para nós! O "Criar Raízes" não deixa nada ao acaso! E nesta rota, que nos foi oferecida, por sermos assíduos nas suas actividades, fomos presenteados com um belo pic-nic! Obrigada!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEKnS9SiI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/mVlKW43F0rs/s1600-h/050.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317277996690524706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/ScrEKnS9SiI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/mVlKW43F0rs/s400/050.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Do alto da Capela da Senhora da Boa Morte vê-se o mosteiro por entre as árvores, como que a despedir-se de nós! E foi precisamente aqui, com esta paisagem nos olhos, que senti algo cair na minha cabeça! Uma pinha! Uma grande pinha caiu-me em cima! Foi um querido companheiro de rota, que diz ter falhado a pontaria... Obrigada pelo galo! Saio desta rota mais rica, seguramente, e com um alto na cabeça...<br /></span><br /></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">rota dos frades</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(s. cristóvão de lafões, s. pedro do sul)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">07/03/2009</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">organizado por: <a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/">Criar Raízes</a></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-650846538921674661?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-82031463164966191802009-03-02T16:47:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.943-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sax-cUmy4OI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hBOtc9_XaSU/s1600-h/sky%26sea.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308757085795836130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/Sax-cUmy4OI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hBOtc9_XaSU/s400/sky%26sea.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(a minha praia)</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><br /><br /> </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">estou assim, tipo, encandeada, <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">percebes?</span></strong></span><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8203146316496619180?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-37308892008777218312009-02-19T14:16:00.001-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.943-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZ3cFu-VpjI/AAAAAAAAAiw/y6J2pG3J7sg/s1600-h/Imagem+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304637927179265586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZ3cFu-VpjI/AAAAAAAAAiw/y6J2pG3J7sg/s400/Imagem+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">¿oıɹɐɹʇuoɔ oɐ opunɯ o ɹɐɹıʌ soɯɐʌ<br /></span></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZ3arh4hlgI/AAAAAAAAAio/7WeRaEdkLNM/s1600-h/boots+sep2.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3730889200877721831?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-42703555072090185062009-02-18T14:05:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.943-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZyIQ-TAyzI/AAAAAAAAAig/ulhjyHIZUK0/s1600-h/fiesa2006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304264286317628210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZyIQ-TAyzI/AAAAAAAAAig/ulhjyHIZUK0/s400/fiesa2006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-size:78%;">(adão e eva, construção em areia, fiesa 2006 - pera/algarve, agora sei que foi em 2006)</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Nao sabemos como procurar, nem onde encontrar, nem, afinal, sabemos o que procurar. Somos assim, tão perdidos, que nos agarramos sem sequer poder tocar.</span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Pedro Paixão em "Viver todos os Dias Cansa"</span><br /></div></span></span><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-4270355507209018506?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-14817474868232697362009-02-17T06:51:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZrPZ6F5EZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/V5_e1ArgWsg/s1600-h/flower.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303779555179827602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZrPZ6F5EZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/V5_e1ArgWsg/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"> (macieira, sul, s. pedro do sul - nov/08)</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Hoje quero ficar quietinha...</span></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>posso?</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1481747486823269736?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-80400003032571882242009-02-16T08:08:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZmUUcAt9CI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cvmdRC658ys/s1600-h/algarve1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303433115042968610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZmUUcAt9CI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cvmdRC658ys/s400/algarve1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(algures no algarve - 2006 ou 2007, sei lá) </span><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>and dont it feel good?!?!?!</strong></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">e não consigo parar de cantar, o sol dá-me para isto!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8040000303257188224?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-65711688520878034102009-02-16T03:36:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZlPyNlEZoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BGWIMnoaygQ/s1600-h/mosca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303357760262661762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZlPyNlEZoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BGWIMnoaygQ/s400/mosca.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por favor, peço-te, não devasses o meu mundo.</span></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não tomes como teu aquilo que de mim tiraste e copiaste.</span></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"><strong>Constrói-te.</strong></span><br /></div></span><div align="justify"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-6571168852087803410?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-72696258155819511722009-02-12T16:11:00.001-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZS681sU_6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/9KQgfu3IGEI/s1600-h/firenze3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302068215689838498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZS681sU_6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/9KQgfu3IGEI/s400/firenze3.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">(florença – 1999)</span><br /><br />Não me esqueço do dia em que bati o pé e esperneei para realizar um dos meus desejos. Estavam reunidos os requisitos mínimos para conquistar essa viagem. Disponibilidade financeira, a companhia certa e vontade, muita vontade! Não podia desperdiçar a oportunidade e agarrei-a como pude. Deixei a preocupação, a discussão, a ansiedade e a tristeza para trás. Eles haveriam de saber gerir o “deixar-me voar”. Sei que essa conquista, pequena para muitos, enorme para mim, me fez crescer. Mochila às costas e lá fui eu. Fomos nós. Devorei tudo o que vi, ouvi e senti. Faz parte de mim, da minha história, daquilo que sou. Nunca mais fui tão longe, em quilómetros, como então. Era aquela oportunidade que eu tinha e era aquela que tinha que aproveitar. Não vislumbro a curto prazo que consiga, embora tente com muita força, fazer mais viagens destas. As prioridades alteraram-se, por via da cultura da “estabilidade” que me foi dada e que eu comi, embora contrafeita. Só assim, presumo, percorro estas calçadas convenientemente(?). </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7269625815581951172?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-31954795058033879082009-02-10T15:45:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZIR3dCBoSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RKerR7N8DqQ/s1600-h/beach112.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301319355752096034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SZIR3dCBoSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RKerR7N8DqQ/s400/beach112.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(praia de mira – agosto08)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Com a vossa licença… terei que “narcisar” um pouco.<br /><br />Desejo-me um mar de boas <strong><span style="font-size:100%;">descobertas</span></strong> e um céu azul como cenário para todos os <strong><span style="font-size:100%;">desafios</span></strong> que aqui darão à costa.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">Brindo</span></strong> a mim!<br /> </span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><div align="justify"><br />“<em>…que o mínimo que façamos seja, a cada momento, o melhor que afinal se conseguiu fazer.</em>”</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">Lya Luft em “Pensar é Transgredir”</span></div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></span> </p><p align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Trinco a vela e peço... força!</span></span></p><p align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"> </p></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3195479505803387908?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-71497136462212247982009-02-06T11:13:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYyMF-NY8TI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8vd7qem--ho/s1600-h/sky.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764895734624562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYyMF-NY8TI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8vd7qem--ho/s400/sky.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">(A25) </span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Sei que não vais aguentar a subida e me vais ligar a pedir que te puxe. Será que tens força para agarrar na corda e te deixares levar? Se queres respostas, larga a corda... usa o desvio. Lá no cimo, onde esperas que eu esteja, não há verdades, nem certezas como prémio.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7149713646221224798?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-85333870704194411452009-02-04T15:34:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:56:21.162-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYooG-Qo1qI/AAAAAAAAAhY/BcspI_Qvsi8/s1600-h/and08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299092011811919522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYooG-Qo1qI/AAAAAAAAAhY/BcspI_Qvsi8/s400/and08.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(Andanças 2008)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"Em momentos de crise, a imaginação é mais importante que o conhecimento."</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> <em><span style="font-size:78%;">Albert Einstein</span></em></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8533387070419441145?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-70039102467017620502009-02-02T14:32:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:56:21.162-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYd0tS4gdHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/iupxGO1H-qc/s1600-h/gomas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298331808136459378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYd0tS4gdHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/iupxGO1H-qc/s400/gomas.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">“O que mais dói na miséria é a ignorância que ela tem de si mesma. Confrontados com a ausência de tudo, os homens abstêm-se do sonho, desarmando-se do desejo de serem outros. Existe no nada essa ilusão de plenitude que faz parar a vida e anoitecer as vozes.”<br /></div></span></span><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Mia Couto</em></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7003910246701762050?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-75363639146356845102009-02-01T16:12:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:56:21.162-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYY8KTer54I/AAAAAAAAAgk/aYG1SxUxWTk/s1600-h/river1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297988159373305730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SYY8KTer54I/AAAAAAAAAgk/aYG1SxUxWTk/s400/river1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">(termas de s. pedro do sul)<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><p align="justify"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">O paraíso provoca angústia, porque colado às coisas boas está sempre o medo de as perder.</span></p><p align="justify"> </p><p align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">by Isabel Stilwell</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7536363914635684510?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-69904060438617885172009-01-12T15:07:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.944-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWvNeumbnaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0Yb80F9i3cE/s1600-h/body+%26+soul1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290548115065773474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWvNeumbnaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0Yb80F9i3cE/s400/body+%26+soul1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E anda sempre alguém por lá</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Junto à <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">tempestade</span></strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Onde os pés não têm chão</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E as mãos perdem a <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">razão</span></strong><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Só by Jorge Palma</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-6990406043861788517?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-77789026073400640692009-01-10T19:19:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:39:25.308-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlncRNJ9iI/AAAAAAAAAfY/NIlvnDfwRqw/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872972675937826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlncRNJ9iI/AAAAAAAAAfY/NIlvnDfwRqw/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlnTseD8uI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ZwAfUcAecrI/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872825375781602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlnTseD8uI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ZwAfUcAecrI/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlm3s_4lcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/c9Lll0oLcIk/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872344481306050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlm3s_4lcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/c9Lll0oLcIk/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlmqLlavfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/dyIPUdyQAz4/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872112173628914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlmqLlavfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/dyIPUdyQAz4/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlmY7S58eI/AAAAAAAAAe4/moxTge45JoU/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289871815743238626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWlmY7S58eI/AAAAAAAAAe4/moxTge45JoU/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Finalmente caiu neve por aqui!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Mas foi neve de pouca dura! :(</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;">s. pedro do sul<br />10/01/2009</span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7778902607340064069?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-91224094972146716792009-01-05T15:44:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:56:21.162-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWKcM354O9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/jAWUrU5o6uI/s1600-h/meandyouandeveryoneweknow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287960657465457618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SWKcM354O9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/jAWUrU5o6uI/s400/meandyouandeveryoneweknow.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">- If you really love me, then let's make a vow. Right here... together... right now. Ok ? - Ok... - All right, repeat after me... I'm gonna be free. - I'm gonna be free. - And I'm gonna be brave... - I'm gonna be brave. - Good... I'm gonna live each day as if it were my last. - Oh that's good... - You like that ? - Yeah... - Say it. - I'm gonna live each day as it were my last... - Fantastically... - Fantastically. - Courageously... - Courageously. - With grace... - With grace. - And in the dark of the night ,and it does get dark, when I call a name... - When I call a name... - It' ll be your name... What's your name?</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">“Me and You and Everyone We Know” realizado por Miranda July</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-9122409497214671679?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-52310632662929882422008-12-31T06:12:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.945-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVuAOSrYpTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Yv6FrcuJmyY/s1600-h/pesca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285959570669741362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVuAOSrYpTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Yv6FrcuJmyY/s400/pesca.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Vou pescar um <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ano</span></strong> melhor. Sacudo-o. Penduro-o no estendal dos <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">anos</span></strong> bons e ponho uma mola em cada ponta. Uma mola verde no <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">2</span></strong> e uma mola rosa no <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>9</strong></span>. É pena estar de chuva!</span></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> </p><div align="justify"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="right"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>Feliz <span style="font-size:180%;">2009</span> e tal...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-5231063266292988242?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-3453472614404532592008-12-28T17:14:00.001-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.945-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVgkglMdbTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/gTknklR6Kr0/s1600-h/fax.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285014304878062898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVgkglMdbTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/gTknklR6Kr0/s400/fax.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Por estes dias a minha vida é feita de papel. E o papel principal não é meu. Erro de casting. Folhas e mais folhas, rabiscadas, dactilografadas, numeradas, avulsas, arquivadas, ainda mais por arquivar, furadas, assinadas, riscadas, pintadas, agrafadas, enroladas, fotocopiadas, amarradas, amarrotadas, recicladas...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><div align="right"><br /> </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"> ...<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">alguém tem um <span style="font-size:180%;">isqueiro</span>?</span></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-345347261440453259?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-82952271172633411142008-12-28T13:27:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.945-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVfvzUpC9uI/AAAAAAAAAeI/X4n_B5pf6k0/s1600-h/queso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284956352735803106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVfvzUpC9uI/AAAAAAAAAeI/X4n_B5pf6k0/s400/queso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Perdoa-se o <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mal</span></strong> que faz pelo <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">bem</span></strong> que sabe!</span></div><div align="justify"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8295227117263341114?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-80601886109570102022008-12-23T08:43:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:39:25.309-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVEVVTgulwI/AAAAAAAAAeA/EBA39piam9g/s1600-h/xmas3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027293641283330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SVEVVTgulwI/AAAAAAAAAeA/EBA39piam9g/s400/xmas3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8060188610957010202?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-63683785255510195982008-12-22T08:44:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:50:32.945-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SU_EZWVrfII/AAAAAAAAAd4/J0dQrQ8ugb0/s1600-h/santaclaus.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282656827701165186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SU_EZWVrfII/AAAAAAAAAd4/J0dQrQ8ugb0/s400/santaclaus.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E canta o John Lennon: So this is Christmas and what have you done?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">E respondo eu sem cantar: compras, contas, contas, contas, contas, compras e mais contas.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-6368378525551019598?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-78546138023394935102008-12-22T08:34:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:46:14.920-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SU_CfS1-zQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h4A322XbFLg/s1600-h/who%27syourmamanow2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282654730818866434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SU_CfS1-zQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h4A322XbFLg/s400/who%27syourmamanow2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Uma agradável surpresa!<br />(haja mãos que não tremam para tirar fotos sem flash)<br /><br /><br />para ouvir aqui: </span><a href="http://www.myspace.com/whosyourmamaband"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;">http://www.myspace.com/whosyourmamaband</span></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br />20/12/2008</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Acert - Tondela<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7854613802339493510?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-82866167712632360932008-12-18T15:08:00.001-08:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<div align="left"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUrYNNVHzgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6m_Sl5QXbgo/s1600-h/caput.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281271234473479682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUrYNNVHzgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6m_Sl5QXbgo/s400/caput.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">o <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">dia</span></strong> em que a máquina <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">parou</span></strong>...<br /></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">por <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">breves</span></strong> instantes!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8286616771263236093?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-17280905705491115752008-12-17T16:25:00.001-08:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUmZCCsQ8fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6LteXlySHb8/s1600-h/costa-nova.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280920298429936114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUmZCCsQ8fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6LteXlySHb8/s400/costa-nova.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Mais devagar!</span> <div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Vá lá!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">(vrum)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Mais devagar!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Por favor!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">(vrum vrum)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Mais devagar!</span></div><br /><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">ClicK</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">... já não há respeito pelo momento da <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">arte</span></strong>...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">(vista possível para a Costa Nova - Ílhavo</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">a velocidades impróprias para fotógrafos-amadores)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1728090570549111575?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-86307933866130975482008-12-16T15:08:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUg1pM_NI4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/BvhxK_-NcT0/s1600-h/pink%26green.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280529545069142914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUg1pM_NI4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/BvhxK_-NcT0/s400/pink%26green.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Para que meteste esse fios aí? Tinhas que estragar a paisagem. Sabes que gosto do céu azul, porque escolheste branco? Se calhar sobrou daquela noite que passaste sem dormir. Suposições, claro! Preferes fingir que sou cantora lírica e que aquilo que ouves é uma qualquer ópera do Puccini. Mas a cor da minha pele não me deixa ser gueixa e gosto pouco de roupas de mangas largas. Não respondes. Devolve-me a lata de tinta azul, pinto eu o céu que me roubaste!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-8630793386613097548?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-14571834424606987862008-12-15T15:08:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:56:58.331-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUbj0ZKF5UI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tonzsHsXdSc/s1600-h/brrrrrr1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280158102384403778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUbj0ZKF5UI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tonzsHsXdSc/s400/brrrrrr1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">“O passado é como uma âncora, que nos impede de avançar. Talvez tenhamos que deixar para trás quem éramos para nos tornarmos aqueles que haveremos de ser.”</span></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Sex and the city</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-1457183442460698786?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-34697318260018898772008-12-14T16:04:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUWfarMLtSI/AAAAAAAAAc4/z0Kln46iIZs/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279801418781013282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SUWfarMLtSI/AAAAAAAAAc4/z0Kln46iIZs/s400/xmas.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Já atestei o pinheiro, que passou o resto do ano a arejar no terraço, com bolas e outros penduricalhos! A Maria e o José já estão estratégicamente colocados debaixo do pinheiro, acompanhados, claro está, do burro, da vaca, de duas ovelhas, um pastor e três reis magos! Assumo que, fazer o presépio, me faz lembrar os tempos em que construía mini-casas para os meus mini-bonecos (tinha o cocas, a miss piggy, uma gata-princesa preta, tinha os 2 marretas velhos e mais uns quantos, que não faziam parte do mesmo filme, mas aos quais eu dava imenso protagonismo nos meus próprios filmes). De volta à infância! </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Chegou a época em que todos os brilhantes e cintilantes são permitidos! Levamos a piroseira ao extremo e eu não fujo à regra! A minha conta bancária também já gemeu e está a dar nas cores natalícias, mas o vermelho não assenta tão bem como ao Natal! As (poucas) prendas estão compradas, venha o Natal!<br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3469731826001889877?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-6822031133769435142008-12-02T12:17:00.001-08:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcV4uGcQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/eCETrDAXwv4/s1600-h/neve1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275294438351335682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcV4uGcQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/eCETrDAXwv4/s400/neve1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcVisQrpI/AAAAAAAAAco/f8hfYc9m_U8/s1600-h/neve2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275294432438038162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcVisQrpI/AAAAAAAAAco/f8hfYc9m_U8/s400/neve2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcVLBrovI/AAAAAAAAAcg/IdNx5wWSGDU/s1600-h/neve3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275294426085434098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcVLBrovI/AAAAAAAAAcg/IdNx5wWSGDU/s400/neve3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcUnmrdyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SnG6Np9iYxk/s1600-h/neve4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275294416576935714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcUnmrdyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SnG6Np9iYxk/s400/neve4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcUdm9FaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/OzBzLuRBrBo/s1600-h/neve5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275294413893735842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/STWcUdm9FaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/OzBzLuRBrBo/s400/neve5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Esteve um calor estranho!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">:)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span> </div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-682203113376943514?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-75219466803932501912008-11-19T15:48:00.000-08:002009-04-13T13:40:44.263-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSvMNgG9oI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KzleesWAYK0/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270530088247948930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSvMNgG9oI/AAAAAAAAAbg/KzleesWAYK0/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">E cá vamos nós pelos caminhos da aldeia de Macieira!</span></div><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSu2Ku6ZeI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RYewZjJSjZo/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270529709547611618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSu2Ku6ZeI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RYewZjJSjZo/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Uma escola no meio do mato... inédito!</span></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSunMo0pTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V-hI2NVZ5d4/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270529452360901938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSunMo0pTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V-hI2NVZ5d4/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Olha! A "limousine" dos canastros! =D</span><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSuZKyv1WI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZAjzTH4ymIM/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270529211347490146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSuZKyv1WI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZAjzTH4ymIM/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> "Estás a olhar pra onde, hum?"</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSuMki9FxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YJOxOQVFtZ8/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270528994922272530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSuMki9FxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YJOxOQVFtZ8/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Um dia cinzento e frio...<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSuFxnQ6wI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Z-G2LN4bnlk/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270528878170925826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSuFxnQ6wI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Z-G2LN4bnlk/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E era aqui que, dizem, o S. Macário vinha buscar as brasas para levar para o cimo do monte, onde vivia sozinho, depois de ter assassinado o pai, confundindo-o com um animal enquanto andavam ambos à caça. Refugiado na gruta do monte como penitência pelo seu crime, descia à aldeia de Macieira para ir buscar brasas para se aquecer, levando-as nas mãos sem se queimar, anos e anos... Um dia, ía ele monte acima com as brasas na mão, como de costume, quando viu uma pastora jovem, que a certa altura apanhou uns gravetos do chão também para se aquecer e o pobre do Macário, que ainda era um homem novo, olhou para as pernas da pastora. Então não é que as brasas lhe queimaram no mesmo instante a pele das mãos???!!! Logo largou as brasas por sentir que cometeu um pecado em olhar para as pernas da pastora. Seguiu para a sua gruta onde agora está a capela, nunca mais dali saiu, aguentou o rigor dos invernos, mas quando morreu toda a gente lhe chamava santo!!! Pudera!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Pobre Macário... é por estas e por outras que não ponho as mãos no lume por ninguém! :)<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></p><div align="justify"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSt158eV0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/imkwPM1-jWc/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270528605529462594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSt158eV0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/imkwPM1-jWc/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Nada a acrescentar como legenda desta foto... o arame farpado estava lá e a minha máquina também... é só!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSStjtkVvsI/AAAAAAAAAao/15EM4MKcq2M/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270528292969365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSStjtkVvsI/AAAAAAAAAao/15EM4MKcq2M/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A força da água é poderosa! Temos moinho!<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSStUS_TtQI/AAAAAAAAAag/yD8WcJlcoOI/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270528028136682754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSStUS_TtQI/AAAAAAAAAag/yD8WcJlcoOI/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E funciona!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSStHUB-39I/AAAAAAAAAaY/E7RGcYd7XMk/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270527805078036434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSStHUB-39I/AAAAAAAAAaY/E7RGcYd7XMk/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ...</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSs0FHGIRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/e6CLOGkSC2c/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270527474655437074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSs0FHGIRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/e6CLOGkSC2c/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Nunca vi tantos moinhos juntos, e dos lugares onde pouca água havia, aqui vieram "plantar" o seu moinho.</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSsVTa4HoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_45VigH0Zk4/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270526945920556674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSsVTa4HoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_45VigH0Zk4/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Ora aqui está um belo sítio para fazer o presépio de Natal! (para os mais urbanos que não percebem a piada: na aldeia usa-se o musgo para meter por baixo do presépio, boa? ah! e musgo é esta coisa verde agarrada à pedra!)<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSr-_PW20I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Uh_AozhBy7g/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270526562546408258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSr-_PW20I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Uh_AozhBy7g/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E mais um!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSrpG95eII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aAK9tFcSZAI/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270526186663540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSrpG95eII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aAK9tFcSZAI/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E toca a subir malta, força! Há prémio!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSrXlmwcUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GAqvQRpXYEY/s1600-h/015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270525885650334018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSrXlmwcUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GAqvQRpXYEY/s400/015.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Prémio! Quem trouxe saquinho, leva o prémio para casa!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSrIULVgtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IIrbgTTrrWo/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270525623273882322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSrIULVgtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IIrbgTTrrWo/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Eu, fico-me pelo presente das cores!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSq40cCROI/AAAAAAAAAZg/2rNIaWSSNfw/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270525357055952098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSq40cCROI/AAAAAAAAAZg/2rNIaWSSNfw/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Não quero ser repetitiva... mas é mais um moinho...</span><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSqn_VrZnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Zova9VCX1N0/s1600-h/017a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270525067924301426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSqn_VrZnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Zova9VCX1N0/s400/017a.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Acabaram-se os moinhos e começou a caça à castanha em castanheiro alheio! Depressa que estes têm dono!<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSqVpO4-lI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qbgp4xgPARQ/s1600-h/018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270524752752605778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSqVpO4-lI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qbgp4xgPARQ/s400/018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> É Novembro... what else?</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSp76avRCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hYJw8XeFzRk/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270524310689104930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSp76avRCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hYJw8XeFzRk/s400/019.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Shhhh... vamos só olhar... ;)<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSppYzuVTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/aP5BPKlsnxA/s1600-h/020..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523992429450546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSppYzuVTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/aP5BPKlsnxA/s400/020..jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Chegamos! Onde? À "Festa da Castanha e do Mel"! E temos almoço à espera, rojões, batatas e couves cozidas, aletria e pão de ló para sobremesa e no fim... bem, no fim foi mesmo um café com "cheirinho"... a bagaço! Pois... a jeropiga também era boa... (cof cof) e mais não digo!<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSpcSF7CII/AAAAAAAAAY4/q0qvLIVLmTM/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523767288432770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SSSpcSF7CII/AAAAAAAAAY4/q0qvLIVLmTM/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Fiquem com uma pequena amostra do que poderiam ter visto e comprado! Se não, temos pena! Para o ano há mais!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#330000;">rota da castanha<br />(macieira, sul, s. pedro do sul)<br />09/11/2008<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;">organizado por:<br /></span></span><a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;">http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/</span></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-7521946680393250191?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-6664923261043029992008-10-30T05:16:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:40:44.263-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmtQ_P4HoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/fAFSreJtDrY/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262928146926673538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmtQ_P4HoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/fAFSreJtDrY/s400/001.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E mais uma vez... serra! </span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmtQPD7exI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ib-ZO1gRFUs/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262928133991660306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmtQPD7exI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ib-ZO1gRFUs/s400/002.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E o belo do Rio Paiva! Chegamos a Nodar!<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsy0Z0LZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/p3h-0VP5M6s/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262927628619492754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsy0Z0LZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/p3h-0VP5M6s/s400/003.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E toca a caminhar!</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsnjVfzHI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mgEbk4cQUM4/s1600-h/003a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262927435059416178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsnjVfzHI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mgEbk4cQUM4/s400/003a.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Ena tantos! Hoje somos mais de 25!</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsY0jBbBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H3YL-CnJaUI/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262927181981510674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsY0jBbBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H3YL-CnJaUI/s400/004.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A ponte de Nodar!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsNzwVfAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/x3Y3hleBfeU/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262926992790354946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsNzwVfAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/x3Y3hleBfeU/s400/005.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> ...<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsBseWdWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JSEHQ-falfM/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262926784677442914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmsBseWdWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JSEHQ-falfM/s400/006.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Afinal aqui também há ventoinhas...</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmr0iiOyBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/6aXv3gfNzwo/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262926558671063058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmr0iiOyBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/6aXv3gfNzwo/s400/007.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E para merecermos o almoço, toca a subir!</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmrd1djrbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/SrSZ1JjmlWE/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262926168614743474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmrd1djrbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/SrSZ1JjmlWE/s400/008.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Ooooh! Não houve bogas para o almoço... </span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmrQ5Gz9EI/AAAAAAAAAU0/sELAUTEfuXQ/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262925946254783554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmrQ5Gz9EI/AAAAAAAAAU0/sELAUTEfuXQ/s400/009.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Mas o habitat das bogas alimenta-nos a visão!<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmq9awy-rI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uOexnrNqQwE/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262925611691866802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmq9awy-rI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uOexnrNqQwE/s400/010.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Enche-nos a alma...</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmqwWmreoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/VhKxmpZdICw/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262925387237390978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmqwWmreoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/VhKxmpZdICw/s400/011.jpg" /></a> <div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmqgQnCB0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/NeRNY2pWLYk/s1600-h/012.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Lava-nos o espírito...</span><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmqPDXeZtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3Jcp4kLkKcs/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262924815137662674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmqPDXeZtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3Jcp4kLkKcs/s400/013.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E presenteia-nos sem qualquer esforço!</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpzAMaM0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ynM301f_nTM/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262924333249606466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpzAMaM0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ynM301f_nTM/s400/014.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">The lonely walk do nosso "boga-man"! E fazem-se das pedras recuerdos que já pesavam em algumas mochilas! :D </span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpj_Xt92I/AAAAAAAAAUE/C2YFQDp5TQI/s1600-h/016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262924075330565986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpj_Xt92I/AAAAAAAAAUE/C2YFQDp5TQI/s400/016.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Cada vez mais perto!</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpZik_NmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/abzjYCRrpGY/s1600-h/017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262923895802902114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpZik_NmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/abzjYCRrpGY/s400/017.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Aliás, pertíssimo!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpJFslYNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8ynqlOqi7Sk/s1600-h/018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262923613172228306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmpJFslYNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8ynqlOqi7Sk/s400/018.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Espelhos e sol!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">O grupo divide-se para participar no 4º módulo das residências artísticas, desta feita com a artista portuguesa, Andrea Brandão.</span></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://www.nodar.org/nodar/2008/03/04/residencias-artisticas-de-2008/"><span style="font-size:85%;">http://www.nodar.org/nodar/2008/03/04/residencias-artisticas-de-2008/</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.binauralmedia.org/images/residencias2008_brochura_pt.pdf">http://www.binauralmedia.org/images/residencias2008_brochura_pt.pdf</a><br /></span><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmo8RjSIzI/AAAAAAAAATs/Xfjq_ZK0iDg/s1600-h/019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262923393016144690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmo8RjSIzI/AAAAAAAAATs/Xfjq_ZK0iDg/s400/019.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">O Iluminar o vale de Nodar!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmos0hxt0I/AAAAAAAAATk/kX7HuS7MuXQ/s1600-h/020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262923127527159618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmos0hxt0I/AAAAAAAAATk/kX7HuS7MuXQ/s400/020.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E as crianças divertem-se com a arte dos outros... </span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmoUAjSCLI/AAAAAAAAATc/G771r0-NQkM/s1600-h/021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262922701257967794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmoUAjSCLI/AAAAAAAAATc/G771r0-NQkM/s400/021.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A nossa outra metade recebe a luz... nós no monte e eles no buraco!<br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmoF6iupaI/AAAAAAAAATU/i6_8jFh9oBg/s1600-h/022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262922459126867362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmoF6iupaI/AAAAAAAAATU/i6_8jFh9oBg/s400/022.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A isto chama-se uso abusivo da arte!</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmn8AmoYvI/AAAAAAAAATM/Agi33sqf0WY/s1600-h/023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262922288955155186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmn8AmoYvI/AAAAAAAAATM/Agi33sqf0WY/s400/023.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E os canastros estão devidamente licenciados! =)</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnx1wSppI/AAAAAAAAATE/e01MwHaU-A0/s1600-h/024.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262922114244191890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnx1wSppI/AAAAAAAAATE/e01MwHaU-A0/s400/024.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Hora de concerto, sem lugares marcados!</span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnbPNqJGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2Eem0eTVHHs/s1600-h/025.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262921725941261410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnbPNqJGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2Eem0eTVHHs/s400/025.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">"Five instruments and a gun”</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Composição contemporânea, arte sonora</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">do austríaco Arnold Haberl a.k.a Noid<br /></span><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnSXpGtDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/g3zJASn_m_0/s1600-h/026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262921573585040434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnSXpGtDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/g3zJASn_m_0/s400/026.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Os sons espalhavam-se e o sol fugia...</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnJ_yXuYI/AAAAAAAAASs/qEKjvTZ6ut0/s1600-h/027.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262921429742500226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnJ_yXuYI/AAAAAAAAASs/qEKjvTZ6ut0/s400/027.jpg" /></a>...<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnC4cYGtI/AAAAAAAAASk/p1EonWo5LfI/s1600-h/028.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262921307512117970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQmnC4cYGtI/AAAAAAAAASk/p1EonWo5LfI/s400/028.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Há estradas que acabam no céu... e o nosso dia acabou ali!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">rota das bogas<br />(nodar, s. pedro do sul)<br />25/10/2008</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">organizado por:<br /></span><a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/</span></a><br /><a href="http://www.nodar.org/nodar/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.nodar.org/nodar/</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-666492326104302999?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-26611241982640017132008-10-28T03:36:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:40:44.263-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQbr3y1KgYI/AAAAAAAAASU/YRimcuSvEoY/s1600-h/w.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262152558399095170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SQbr3y1KgYI/AAAAAAAAASU/YRimcuSvEoY/s400/w.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">água fracamente mineralizada, "doce", com reacção muito alcalina. bicarbonata, sódica, carbonatada, fluoretada, sulfidratada e fortemente silicatada.<br />mineralização total: 3003,4<br />sulfuração total: 22,8<br />alcalinidade total: 23<br />dureza: 0,8.<br /><br />indicações terapêuticas: doenças do foro reumatismal: osteoartrose, espondilite anquilosante, febre reumática, artrite reumatóide, artrite gotosa; doenças do foro o.r.l. e vias respiratórias: asma, sinusite, rinite alérgica, faringite crónica, bronquite crónica; medicina física e de reabilitação: afecções do sistema nervoso (central/periférico), afecções do foro orto–traumatológico, afecções do foro reumatismal, afecções do foro respiratório, afecções do foro musculoesquelético, afecções do sistema circulatório e linfático.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />para males do espírito, experimentem uma esplanada com sol, céu azul, café e livro...<br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><div align="justify"><br />termas de s. pedro do sul</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-2661124198264001713?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-4733693968347535462008-10-21T14:04:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SP5ESYi7wcI/AAAAAAAAASM/qkxOWusv15I/s1600-h/water.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259716497432625602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SP5ESYi7wcI/AAAAAAAAASM/qkxOWusv15I/s400/water.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">...não me recomendo.</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(plagiando o Sr. Rui Veloso)</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-473369396834753546?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-36330485715004344852008-10-10T02:09:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:40:44.264-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8gCCwyBgI/AAAAAAAAASE/503BF4Zqq6U/s1600-h/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255454509637961218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8gCCwyBgI/AAAAAAAAASE/503BF4Zqq6U/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Em busca de mais uma aldeia serrana! Com céu azul e sol!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8f8Teb4oI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XSvHmeS-gAc/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255454411045200514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8f8Teb4oI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XSvHmeS-gAc/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">A Dona Luísa já prepara a massa para a broa, na masseira da sua cozinha. Somos convidados a entrar, ver e meter as mãos na massa.</span></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8fnjflc6I/AAAAAAAAARs/zOEK6m0R7-8/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255454054567736226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8fnjflc6I/AAAAAAAAARs/zOEK6m0R7-8/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E o forno já está em brasa!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8faNxw1NI/AAAAAAAAARk/H8GyNEoprQM/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255453825400100050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8faNxw1NI/AAAAAAAAARk/H8GyNEoprQM/s400/004.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E mexe e amassa, mexe e amassa... e fala, fala, fala!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8fMUUqLMI/AAAAAAAAARc/Hyr-3Hv6xrY/s1600-h/005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255453586638908610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8fMUUqLMI/AAAAAAAAARc/Hyr-3Hv6xrY/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> hot hot hot</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8e-8NZBJI/AAAAAAAAARU/TOSG4TXI3Jo/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255453356827673746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8e-8NZBJI/AAAAAAAAARU/TOSG4TXI3Jo/s400/006.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">As mãos na massa, literalmente! Descobri que não tenho jeito pra coisa, shame on me!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8exkEnfaI/AAAAAAAAARM/LVAW-RP0trg/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255453127010123170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8exkEnfaI/AAAAAAAAARM/LVAW-RP0trg/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Deixemos a massa a fintar, depois da cruz e da reza que a D. Luísa fez!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8enmRPT3I/AAAAAAAAARE/SsiAhp5s6QM/s1600-h/008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255452955801243506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8enmRPT3I/AAAAAAAAARE/SsiAhp5s6QM/s400/008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Pelos caminhos do Candal, a pé claro está, chegamos a um moinho de água! E não é que funciona??? Depois de ver tantos moinhos abandonados... </span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8dwv_fJdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/nGlW22Pw2LQ/s1600-h/009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255452013518333394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8dwv_fJdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/nGlW22Pw2LQ/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">A água que o move!</span> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8dle4TsUI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qk1585XUnsQ/s1600-h/010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255451819946258754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8dle4TsUI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qk1585XUnsQ/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> E o percurso continua! A pé e em fila indiana! Com direito à companhia do cão "punk" de corrente ao pescoço e pêlo no ar!<br /></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8dPezkrPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OlWTgkPcjUY/s1600-h/010a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255451441969278194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8dPezkrPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OlWTgkPcjUY/s400/010a.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">O belo do descanso sob um sol aconchegante.</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8c-1ELxxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jhgHndV-JbU/s1600-h/011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255451155886753554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8c-1ELxxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jhgHndV-JbU/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">A caminho do almoço... para comer a bela da vitela assada!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cy76ysQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rKSv31JqU9w/s1600-h/012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255450951567978754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cy76ysQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/rKSv31JqU9w/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Tcharan!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">A bela da broa está pronta a ser comida!</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cqEoQLmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CPVmwEx-msk/s1600-h/012a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255450799287316066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cqEoQLmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CPVmwEx-msk/s400/012a.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">E as senhoras do candal cantam e nós despimos as espigas de preconceitos!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cS-ELMHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rt1ZXG3-9ik/s1600-h/013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255450402388390002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cS-ELMHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rt1ZXG3-9ik/s400/013.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E não houve milho-rei, nem beijocas!</span></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cGv0EJKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4EveqQQA1y0/s1600-h/014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255450192404292770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SO8cGv0EJKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4EveqQQA1y0/s400/014.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">Estas "rotas" organizadas pelo "Criar Raízes" são do melhor que há para tirar o rabo do sofá ou da cadeira do café, num sábado solarengo!</span><br /></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><br /><br /> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">rota da broa<br />(candal, s. pedro do sul)</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">27/09/2008</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;">organização desta rota e de outras: </span><a href="http://www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">www.criaraizes-spedrosul.com</span></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-3633048571500434485?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-52303067498239802002008-10-07T16:30:00.001-07:002009-04-13T13:52:26.870-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOvxt6-Tn0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/qGeMyuOd3kQ/s1600-h/empty.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254559161484812098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOvxt6-Tn0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/qGeMyuOd3kQ/s400/empty.jpg" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-5230306749823980200?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-60069942188216515332008-10-06T14:01:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:56:58.332-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOp9X5H3czI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ch4k9StKmnI/s1600-h/saomacario.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254149764705383218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOp9X5H3czI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ch4k9StKmnI/s400/saomacario.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in."<br />(Lester in American Beauty)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ganhei um nascer do sol!<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>rota do romeiro</strong></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>(s. macário, sul, s. pedro do sul)</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>27/07/2008</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7657365562379209492-6006994218821651533?l=sweeter-than-wine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Real GirLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16391414986944561223noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7657365562379209492.post-55580723856554915822008-10-06T06:38:00.000-07:002009-04-13T13:40:44.264-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZvBWsbKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HcIatqV1GNs/s1600-h/000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254040210889272482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZvBWsbKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HcIatqV1GNs/s400/000.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E lá vamos nós pelos caminhos do Gamoal!</span><br /><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZqfog84I/AAAAAAAAAPk/FpLTMABqC2A/s1600-h/001A.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254040133117735810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZqfog84I/AAAAAAAAAPk/FpLTMABqC2A/s400/001A.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Por pontes já muito caminhadas... </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">a pé ou de carroça... </span></span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span> </p></span><div align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZkfMhc1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/VRNzxpZgNAk/s1600-h/001AAA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254040029921112914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZkfMhc1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/VRNzxpZgNAk/s400/001AAA.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Os pastores abrigavam-se, do frio e da chuva, aqui debaixo desta pedra, diz sorridente o nosso guia. E às vezes pastores e pastoras... no escuro... ali encostadinhos para não terem frio...<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZdgsC4fI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_kx54GOXd9Q/s1600-h/002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254039910062678514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMIq-vSvIxc/SOoZdgsC4fI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_kx54GOXd9Q/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">O esforço que fiz para sair da cama quase de madrugada é compensado por isto.