tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64017522024-03-13T17:09:01.310+00:00Silenciar o silênciopara incendiar o grito...sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.comBlogger484125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-74215969965911732212013-08-13T10:41:00.001+01:002013-08-13T10:41:05.513+01:00interrupção<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/library_of_congress/9470262219/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3802/9470262219_c1dc043e72.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/library_of_congress/9470262219/">Mrs. T.A. Edison (LOC)</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/library_of_congress/">The Library of Congress</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> pode haver uma interrupção na imagem, na pintura, no cartaz...<br /><br />pode haver uma interrupção no filme, na estória que me contas em bicos de pés...<br /><br />pode haver uma interrupção no amor que te tenho até...<br /><br />só não posso interromper a vida e a urgência de te ter aqui...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-81849893300591723672013-08-08T22:30:00.001+01:002013-08-08T22:30:00.297+01:00Untitled<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/6208430615/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6138/6208430615_28018ce6a6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/6208430615/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/">Menina Limão</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> a casa fica revolvida <br />arde a cada dia que não passas por cá!</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-70940959779578325732012-09-06T00:17:00.001+01:002012-09-06T00:17:51.623+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/7905686826/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8440/7905686826_410804bd8c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/7905686826/">Sleeping Maja</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> não sei se alguma vez conseguirei adormecer inteira...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-73023023965386925962012-08-09T05:17:00.001+01:002012-08-09T05:17:42.327+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/7735394918/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7250/7735394918_6ab48e8537.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/7735394918/">Mother and Son</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> ela trazia-o pela mão e ele só queria que ela quisesse ser sua mãe...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-3762244563700640152012-04-23T19:16:00.001+01:002012-04-23T19:16:32.703+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/4733344053/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1029/4733344053_ef86472eaf.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/4733344053/">Cherries</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> existem dias extremos <br />e noites breves<br />e entre uns e outros as cerejas<br />ainda por celebrar a vermelho<br />a cor quente</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-28838381179825963502012-04-07T17:47:00.001+01:002012-04-07T17:47:50.973+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/4682463343/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4007/4682463343_8a4cf500fe.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/4682463343/">Sleeping Muse</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-40356691469122932892012-04-07T17:45:00.001+01:002012-04-07T17:45:12.845+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/4742880378/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4098/4742880378_967cd5e750.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/4742880378/">a half an apple</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> o primeiro sabor veio do caroço<br />e ao trincá-lo a fome<br />deixada a meio pela saciedade</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-66236109335619280042012-04-07T17:40:00.001+01:002012-04-07T17:40:14.326+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/5154025233/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1155/5154025233_9fc681590d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/5154025233/">Autumn</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> na defesa dos frutos <br />cavávamos árvores impermanentes<br />para que a raiz nos confundisse os destinos<br /><br />ramos a nascer crescentes engrossando troncos, roçando crostas abertas de resinas, deixando condensar o alimento das raízes em ascensão possível<br /><br />na defesa dos frutos imolamos vidas<br />por já não sabermos delas o que fazer</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-7097004242365731512012-04-07T17:29:00.001+01:002012-04-07T17:29:09.087+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/6081537279/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6182/6081537279_47898cd730.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/6081537279/">august</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> à mesa nem todos os frutos são brancos<br />nem todas os panos são finos<br />nem todos os pratos são limpos<br />nem todas as bocas se saciam...<br /><br />à mesa... nem todas as mesas são planas<br />e depois da refeição<br />nem todas as mesas se limpam...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-30792458825533866792012-04-07T17:25:00.001+01:002012-04-07T17:25:35.502+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/6114188248/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6203/6114188248_3e34912888.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/6114188248/">Psyche</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-71657947055905486052012-01-15T15:10:00.001+00:002012-01-15T15:10:16.966+00:00"A Prayer"<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/6662166605/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6662166605_b2a210616d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/6662166605/">A Prayer</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8028841@N02/">Arslan Ahmedov</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> quando me perguntam<br />"o que fazes?"<br />há sempre um silêncio breve <br />que antecede a resposta...<br /><br />há um desencontro muito grande<br />entre o que faço e eu<br /><br />ando sempre desencontrada de mim...<br /><br /><br />(talvez um "não fazer" fizesse algo nos dias que passam por aqui)</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-89475343109366423042011-12-21T17:21:00.001+00:002011-12-21T17:21:44.964+00:00"Gold fish"<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7866762@N08/2954915656/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3006/2954915656_e210ae7f0c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7866762@N08/2954915656/">Gold fish.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7866762@N08/">Kodamma</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> à minha cabeceira<br />dorme comigo um aquário insano<br />onde mergulho nos meus sonos mais fundos...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-45792242809064248812011-12-18T19:21:00.001+00:002011-12-18T19:21:51.700+00:00"all your mirrors are doors to other worlds"<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivajauss/6321398767/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6019/6321398767_77cd938803.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivajauss/6321398767/">all your mirrors are doors to other worlds, Katia...</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ivajauss/">iva jauss</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> e no fim do mundo a imagem embaciada de um vidro partido</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-58304402743136751982011-12-06T15:35:00.001+00:002011-12-06T15:35:52.706+00:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sophievanderperre/6154683319/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6207/6154683319_fcbe236edd.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sophievanderperre/6154683319/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sophievanderperre/">Sophie Van der Perre</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> nunca gostei muito de homens bonitinhos, engraçadinhos, limpinhos e penteadinhos... <br /><br />gosto deles com cicatrizes, rugas, marcas antigas de adolescências difíceis, de olhar difícil, magros de ossos saídos que ao abraçar quase temos medo de quebrar...<br /><br />o meu amor é uma amor de encardir, de manchar, de poluir, de ser tudo, nada...<br /><br />o meu amor é não existir...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-2199640154176300412011-12-06T15:24:00.001+00:002011-12-06T15:24:30.694+00:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sophievanderperre/6319155746/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6035/6319155746_23826b6b19.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sophievanderperre/6319155746/">Milo and orange.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sophievanderperre/">Sophie Van der Perre</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> a minha primeira sede foi de laranjas<br />tu enchias o jarro com água pura<br />e eu manchava-o com os grumos<br />das frutas caídas antes de apodrecerem<br />depois lançava-lhe indiscriminadamente os caroços imberbes para que tu os escolhesses<br /><br />(se não os rejeitasses eu saberia o quanto me poderias suportar)</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-21451248629092021432011-12-06T15:12:00.001+00:002011-12-06T15:12:39.000+00:00a ti que "és feito de esperar": o que se pode esperar da espera?<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/qualquer/5974946964/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6144/5974946964_41a5710e66.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/qualquer/5974946964/">F1010024</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/qualquer/">Adriano Sodré</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-19076499225827069972011-12-02T16:00:00.001+00:002011-12-02T16:00:26.151+00:00diz-me amor as mortes que o amor traz...<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/j-no/5534106000/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5212/5534106000_d997db8279.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/j-no/5534106000/">AIPAD NY 2011 - The Photography Show</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/j-no/">j-No</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-40767318748557392652011-12-01T20:04:00.003+00:002011-12-01T20:14:08.293+00:00acordar os filhos dos outros...<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/6326428314/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6114/6326428314_e6dc19b7bd.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br />
<span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/6326428314/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/">Menina Limão</a>.</span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment">acordá-los não é fácil <br />
acordá-los todos os dias numa sala negra<br />
húmida, vidros estilhaçados...<br />
<br />
<br />
dizer-lhes que a vida existe (outra)<br />
sem pancada<br />
sem medo <br />
sem solidão<br />
<br />
mentir-lhes verdadeiramente um bocadinho <br />
<br />
roubar-lhes o sorriso que não tinham<br />
<br />
retirá-los de uma morte em embrião<br />
<br />
chegar-lhes ao coração <br />
sem saber se coração lhes chega<br />
<br />
chegar-lhes ao estômago sem pão<br />
<br />
acordar os filhos dos outros não é fácil<br />
minutos da semana dispendidos <br />
prazo cumprido <br />
mais um ano<br />
despedida<br />
não sabermos (de facto) se eles crescem... <br />
se eles acordam ou não...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-86966684688487089012011-12-01T19:45:00.004+00:002011-12-01T20:17:20.425+00:00já nem a pele nos salva quanto mais a roupa...<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/5815862303/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2141/5815862303_50e1e2aaa4.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br />
<span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/5815862303/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/">Menina Limão</a>.</span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"></p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-16260094087830099442011-12-01T19:44:00.002+00:002011-12-01T20:17:38.467+00:00das rachas<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/5863286239/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3075/5863286239_a65ae31e52.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br />
<span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/5863286239/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/meninalimao/">Menina Limão</a>.</span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-75648971080390525612011-11-16T00:10:00.001+00:002011-11-16T00:10:54.361+00:00Rothko & Woods<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/2963238173/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2963238173_f05a76c088.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/2963238173/">Rothko & Woods</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/">dreaminfinity</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-2975858938007989252011-11-16T00:00:00.001+00:002011-11-16T00:00:15.833+00:00I intend to see things as they are<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/3914746769/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2596/3914746769_0a0532a3c6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/3914746769/">I intend to see things as they are</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/">dreaminfinity</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-25094522508174033372011-11-15T23:57:00.001+00:002011-11-15T23:57:39.818+00:00Happiness<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/3997991586/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2621/3997991586_de873f936c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/3997991586/">Happiness</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreaminfinity/">dreaminfinity</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> <br /><br /><br /><br />uma terra assim onde habitar</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-9929169763775683022011-11-15T23:45:00.001+00:002011-11-15T23:45:30.513+00:00Home of "the good gentry"<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cool-baby/5812092793/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3399/5812092793_9ed7848f1e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cool-baby/5812092793/">Home of "the good gentry"</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cool-baby/">cool-baby</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> só um bocadinho de lenha...<br />para me aquecer...</p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401752.post-44910084874728837932011-11-15T23:43:00.001+00:002011-11-15T23:43:13.445+00:00Caroline laughs and it's raining all day,she loves to be one of the
girls<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cool-baby/5492643712/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5139/5492643712_36f1819799.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cool-baby/5492643712/">Caroline laughs and it's raining all day,she loves to be one of the girls</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cool-baby/">cool-baby</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p>sophiaruihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923970866181283870noreply@blogger.com0