tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36506364433633547672024-03-18T16:52:26.630+01:00Luar de noite L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.comBlogger414125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-8171703980205457582024-03-13T14:18:00.000+01:002024-03-13T14:18:10.594+01:00Pintura a óleo....Flores<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Open Sans;">Este mês de fevereiro onde estive ausente daqui, foi prolífico em pintura. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tela de 50 X 60</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF86z4H3yQIKET4wO4-Ly7oKXQZPE3gF1lZQVp-6v7QqC537WCH0iXJqvIoFrHPCVG9rqk49XAy_ZsOa3s-jPSe5x8vLv6ZVq4D_mOi2cQAofWE3jZF8EIFq4zZoD9HP3kupqxlsTtaAIXyOX8_krGxh-S-4fPnLpwzCOr6EkbDXnXItQRpnVf1PVAYaTI/s4000/50%20X%2060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF86z4H3yQIKET4wO4-Ly7oKXQZPE3gF1lZQVp-6v7QqC537WCH0iXJqvIoFrHPCVG9rqk49XAy_ZsOa3s-jPSe5x8vLv6ZVq4D_mOi2cQAofWE3jZF8EIFq4zZoD9HP3kupqxlsTtaAIXyOX8_krGxh-S-4fPnLpwzCOr6EkbDXnXItQRpnVf1PVAYaTI/w269-h336/50%20X%2060.jpg" width="269" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Tela de 40 X 60<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNlHKj3FBIwitNyxWzyCO7NrhQucE_UdRNOMbK_lNq4AuNaB_6GTh85ue8P0qq22MfXT6zwNbQUVnw3R9AGC19Umbi8t6KvtWLD0od8p6uauwyXTCigu9ANMKitcKHoBMkO0SbUgOwkpGEawmSAkYfcNoJdaL9ePY0xIzCU4K_FoJSPMCPlON07hnqr88/s4000/IMG_20240222_112448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2602" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNlHKj3FBIwitNyxWzyCO7NrhQucE_UdRNOMbK_lNq4AuNaB_6GTh85ue8P0qq22MfXT6zwNbQUVnw3R9AGC19Umbi8t6KvtWLD0od8p6uauwyXTCigu9ANMKitcKHoBMkO0SbUgOwkpGEawmSAkYfcNoJdaL9ePY0xIzCU4K_FoJSPMCPlON07hnqr88/w248-h340/IMG_20240222_112448.jpg" width="248" /></a></div><br /> <p></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-16994548254562753062024-03-12T11:53:00.002+01:002024-03-12T11:53:41.513+01:00Um cão à janela....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Do andar de cima, a vista é outra coisa. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d;">E daqui posso ver se algum gato da casa de frente está ali,</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d;"> à minha espera. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbHzLidAt-76MOYGCZYnGSOZSix8WGQvSfkeAEH5gT73DGbFSYtJkYDjTqMAKwP4HpSis8M6kWpawNlUhOt-LM6y_HYxQwWkZBNEjmiARbJSPHfqWW0vo86VA5vV7aPT_4m9U-g6fP3GwW9IYX5HtktFBfApgvKIVYIG3vwQHto4HQv3wee89WvFY8LE_/s4000/IMG_20240310_170737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbHzLidAt-76MOYGCZYnGSOZSix8WGQvSfkeAEH5gT73DGbFSYtJkYDjTqMAKwP4HpSis8M6kWpawNlUhOt-LM6y_HYxQwWkZBNEjmiARbJSPHfqWW0vo86VA5vV7aPT_4m9U-g6fP3GwW9IYX5HtktFBfApgvKIVYIG3vwQHto4HQv3wee89WvFY8LE_/w262-h337/IMG_20240310_170737.jpg" width="262" /></a></div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Sou muito curioso, </span><p></p><p><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">sempre atento a tudo o que se passa à minha volta</span></p><p><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">e sempre</span><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"> uma orelha a escutar o que se diz. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Se falam de comer ou ir passear, </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #20124d;">estou sempre pronto para essas atividades. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Se estiver chovendo, prefiro ficar em casa,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #20124d;"> não quero molhar meu pelo precioso.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsu6mJGnG3hcTj9_LeWP4PnSEBkMfhM83LxaDgphMa16HFoOmA-jf3lm41UxOIMZncvzdmgtPtEkdBQvGLcHBlsvz0jJyQiI-WDLov-0Pxlv781-1k43Gr4lLTSmL0uYoNKNAjDIKRWu8t00z4urQZRBvEuqDXXv0xwn_g6IyUNYLaO1cEwopMnpzoP9SO/s4000/IMG_20240312_110857.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2757" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsu6mJGnG3hcTj9_LeWP4PnSEBkMfhM83LxaDgphMa16HFoOmA-jf3lm41UxOIMZncvzdmgtPtEkdBQvGLcHBlsvz0jJyQiI-WDLov-0Pxlv781-1k43Gr4lLTSmL0uYoNKNAjDIKRWu8t00z4urQZRBvEuqDXXv0xwn_g6IyUNYLaO1cEwopMnpzoP9SO/w251-h331/IMG_20240312_110857.jpg" width="251" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Sou o Titou</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><br /></span></span></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-9941661925380349972024-03-10T00:23:00.002+01:002024-03-10T00:23:37.148+01:00Pintura a óleo<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Aqui vos deixo duas telas acabadinhas de fazer.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tela 30 X 30</div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RDb278V0p6MiY3cpxRcxkOiTaAo5O-l02S-Nw-2ofo-j6uYHaOk0uDt3vp4IAhMNdLfc_d0A6PfeAGeBRkQqNhxZL1eWFhz1nPFfLzx6ZN21ZOBszqCKFQQjc5KGvz6QAtWhu76EmLKs7lDJ47zSnu1qGB4A56UbB8IVy0a5Zg3UT4IzeZcJmdfs4DGD/s3120/30%20X%2030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3120" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RDb278V0p6MiY3cpxRcxkOiTaAo5O-l02S-Nw-2ofo-j6uYHaOk0uDt3vp4IAhMNdLfc_d0A6PfeAGeBRkQqNhxZL1eWFhz1nPFfLzx6ZN21ZOBszqCKFQQjc5KGvz6QAtWhu76EmLKs7lDJ47zSnu1qGB4A56UbB8IVy0a5Zg3UT4IzeZcJmdfs4DGD/s320/30%20X%2030.jpg" width="308" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p> Tela 50 X 60</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJX5njb6OcyuUtle_5AXMpQk6SuYm7qodt9GGfspR2NgneIjYiDIloMM7sHJMCRFLxJjo-9Q4wgo-ElylcChXoxjS7k-YJFWGS1tBIw8mQIWAkON_HJ-5YHDqelKAVeEfZFnmBCCAgSkyo_EBcu0pt_LZPvHuyAJc-eCTXUQrF9tvT2JD9bYuERCF4Bp2/s2966/IMG_20240218_125950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2565" data-original-width="2966" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJX5njb6OcyuUtle_5AXMpQk6SuYm7qodt9GGfspR2NgneIjYiDIloMM7sHJMCRFLxJjo-9Q4wgo-ElylcChXoxjS7k-YJFWGS1tBIw8mQIWAkON_HJ-5YHDqelKAVeEfZFnmBCCAgSkyo_EBcu0pt_LZPvHuyAJc-eCTXUQrF9tvT2JD9bYuERCF4Bp2/s320/IMG_20240218_125950.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-29075509524833391942024-03-09T12:34:00.003+01:002024-03-09T14:07:58.782+01:00Mulher dos 60<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ckPdPK5YbH2CBGht5l2u3yuV2bwYuDbFUW7Xoe9lnwsfqDnHlUTenKrB3V2Nt8NVW4Ug3z4al_jJSByvzEyodAbiHG7PUQN7HjDNGrv0ZnJTmX4bF1z9Ghitl3ZYDBHsQX07RABwf2HqdZqmK6qbk3D0Z-XUSYDPn8HZjQrvzMekYlpMcDMg71t7kEnl/s3769/1709937551526.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3769" data-original-width="2833" height="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ckPdPK5YbH2CBGht5l2u3yuV2bwYuDbFUW7Xoe9lnwsfqDnHlUTenKrB3V2Nt8NVW4Ug3z4al_jJSByvzEyodAbiHG7PUQN7HjDNGrv0ZnJTmX4bF1z9Ghitl3ZYDBHsQX07RABwf2HqdZqmK6qbk3D0Z-XUSYDPn8HZjQrvzMekYlpMcDMg71t7kEnl/w281-h373/1709937551526.jpg" width="281" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">Mulher madura, com experiencia da vida</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">deixou o passado para trás</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">e os seus sonhos de menina</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">Sente se bem no seu corpo de mulher dos 60</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">com seus cabelos grisalhos</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">que voam ao vento</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">e suas rugas </span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">que lhe dão aquele ar jovial</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">quando sorria</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">Aprendeu a ser realista e resiliente</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">Não procura nada</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">apaixona-se pelas pequenas coisas da vida</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">e ama-se a si</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"> segue seu caminho</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">escutando seu coração e alma<br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">Adora viver em sintonia com os elementos</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">e em harmonia com a beleza do oceano</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">sente bater seu coração ao som das ondas</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">vive em paz com ela</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">no seu cantinho, em cima duma falésia</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">à beira mar</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">É ali onde encontrou sua felicidade</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;">Lena Franco</span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-64974591805797727472024-01-24T23:15:00.015+01:002024-01-25T13:58:51.119+01:00Há dias assim....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium; text-align: start;">No meu blog vou escrevendo o que vou sentindo, por vezes minhas tristezas e outras vezes algumas alegrias ou então simplesmente coisas da vida.</span></div><p></p><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;">Hoje não sei que vos dizer.</span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;"> Pois, há dias assim....</span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><br /></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: left;"> Deixo-vos estas duas fotos do meu jardim, deste mês de janeiro. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElN1sAgJ1UoBROjpYv3GZuiTT8EESiDNEpYuRrLXoKkSW-EB0jpcqQq0Px5XF-v7G4XV0WGS8ye5G58j3Tt4JftA6t1pjlHrRVCAa3OdRGfd4qeBKO9P1xztSpzlJ9ChwL9arhnloZ5fuqLzY1qUyUiDAYoXekapFhzSvDw8nJ4V1q5a-wFZWT5T4vK7e/s4000/1706133893432.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElN1sAgJ1UoBROjpYv3GZuiTT8EESiDNEpYuRrLXoKkSW-EB0jpcqQq0Px5XF-v7G4XV0WGS8ye5G58j3Tt4JftA6t1pjlHrRVCAa3OdRGfd4qeBKO9P1xztSpzlJ9ChwL9arhnloZ5fuqLzY1qUyUiDAYoXekapFhzSvDw8nJ4V1q5a-wFZWT5T4vK7e/s320/1706133893432.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p></p><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;">Tivemos alguns dias de inverno, com neve. Não tem nada a ver com os invernos de antigamente. Quando me lembro a neve, o gelo, o frio, conduzir em condições difíceis, como era complicado !</span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;">Dias melhores estão a chegar. Nota-se eles a crescer. </span></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span face="comic sans ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9mcqs9hb0rkH_dy1IClopoP__kukX0MREqQnMrO8SYhjwnN0FYIf2m56bpgw1rinJqB_nyOcevfph8Q49J1Bi2m74jZFTEhed7EB2YedTcbs2UqBHFz2IiUE79kUBBlSnke8DGidI2aPDkAlAyFH3v0csIdN9RaAoSptakLi6-KEFCPi-hb1UfUWQcBs/s4000/1706133908551.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9mcqs9hb0rkH_dy1IClopoP__kukX0MREqQnMrO8SYhjwnN0FYIf2m56bpgw1rinJqB_nyOcevfph8Q49J1Bi2m74jZFTEhed7EB2YedTcbs2UqBHFz2IiUE79kUBBlSnke8DGidI2aPDkAlAyFH3v0csIdN9RaAoSptakLi6-KEFCPi-hb1UfUWQcBs/s320/1706133908551.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-19432437673751808832024-01-09T01:06:00.000+01:002024-01-09T01:06:04.804+01:00Tristeza...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR_j4v8TnBxM31SGU1wq5hRGK-NREOKTW2CNXAoNYlxsqxlQEv8K00CLulmw2gki9Y_95v_-sVnTykHIMLKn4JfevZOPD0ZPoa5JZxbxp61dchh7MUsCXyqT0iFFJ69uwMOT1xsypHnjKHHdyamujFREXbLE2Ep7AwBevW_BtY-waZ-Writ98qQlc7Yl-4/s626/b26cd6736a6889210a7461131058833d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="414" data-original-width="626" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR_j4v8TnBxM31SGU1wq5hRGK-NREOKTW2CNXAoNYlxsqxlQEv8K00CLulmw2gki9Y_95v_-sVnTykHIMLKn4JfevZOPD0ZPoa5JZxbxp61dchh7MUsCXyqT0iFFJ69uwMOT1xsypHnjKHHdyamujFREXbLE2Ep7AwBevW_BtY-waZ-Writ98qQlc7Yl-4/w370-h282/b26cd6736a6889210a7461131058833d.jpg" width="370" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">Hoje a tristeza me invadiu</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">é uma dor inexplicável</span></p><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">que me aperta o peito</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">retenho as lágrimas de dia</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">e deixo-as cair de noite</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">sem ninguém saber</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">meu corpo vestiu-se</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">numa dor profunda</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">perdido nas trevas da noite</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">procurando o caminho </span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">para sair dessa angústia</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;">Lena</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-55378118528413847562023-12-19T12:14:00.003+01:002023-12-28T23:23:57.326+01:00Feliz Natal 2023 !<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCv5ujKjPmDcqPnaia-4H0bwATBDjBGNteizgk196KJZterWIrLgSTTqIt_GW_D25lKphN8LNVR9rfRL-LZmZe7KbT0rJfSad6ExDJpizDKp-OcVRZhaLTbJQhkqIqkAveIRfLmQXGcdZ9IE9e6EzPsXQy0g76xewB1Ih3DRuZviIZZ3HlGYjmxlnrPA-C/s736/12376075_10201212581792550_8539261266835312143_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="736" height="382" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCv5ujKjPmDcqPnaia-4H0bwATBDjBGNteizgk196KJZterWIrLgSTTqIt_GW_D25lKphN8LNVR9rfRL-LZmZe7KbT0rJfSad6ExDJpizDKp-OcVRZhaLTbJQhkqIqkAveIRfLmQXGcdZ9IE9e6EzPsXQy0g76xewB1Ih3DRuZviIZZ3HlGYjmxlnrPA-C/w382-h382/12376075_10201212581792550_8539261266835312143_n.jpg" width="382" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;">Desejo-vos um Santo e Feliz Natal com muita Paz e Amor</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: medium;">na companhia da família e amigos</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Feliz Natal !</i></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></i></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-35972374867956100322023-12-03T23:41:00.001+01:002023-12-03T23:41:46.508+01:00 Felicidade<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrfApVf3Mw8NkthCOLORoAlhO6IpI-CSjiNk2BD6ePx0xVa-Cbfp70WyjJKijYgdet32ZQswavsDehUNs8bohJD1MCJKRvQc5zRksVTymgC-e-12aqmjXR2Qh7YP-pJyOrEVdBx_Of2aVyRJZO4b1NfkjXgNKsdHeHzXcZJLAzYMORkrUjEBGom91flnhg/s400/o-que-e-felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="266" data-original-width="400" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrfApVf3Mw8NkthCOLORoAlhO6IpI-CSjiNk2BD6ePx0xVa-Cbfp70WyjJKijYgdet32ZQswavsDehUNs8bohJD1MCJKRvQc5zRksVTymgC-e-12aqmjXR2Qh7YP-pJyOrEVdBx_Of2aVyRJZO4b1NfkjXgNKsdHeHzXcZJLAzYMORkrUjEBGom91flnhg/w405-h301/o-que-e-felicidade.jpg" width="405" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="Ar Au Ao" id=":sw"><div aria-controls=":v6" aria-expanded="false" aria-label="Corps du message" aria-multiline="true" aria-owns=":v6" class="Am aiL Al editable LW-avf tS-tW tS-tY" g_editable="true" hidefocus="true" id=":ss" itacorner="6,7:1,1,0,0" role="textbox" spellcheck="false" style="direction: ltr; min-height: 300px;" tabindex="1"><div class="Ar Au Ao" id=":sw"><div aria-controls=":v6" aria-expanded="false" aria-label="Corps du message" aria-multiline="true" aria-owns=":v6" class="Am aiL Al editable LW-avf tS-tW tS-tY" g_editable="true" hidefocus="true" id=":ss" itacorner="6,7:1,1,0,0" role="textbox" spellcheck="false" style="direction: ltr; min-height: 300px;" tabindex="1"><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Até há pouco tempo pensava que na vida existia apenas momentos felizes, que éramos só felizes nesses momentos. Ser feliz é um estado de espírito. Podemos sentir essa felicidade sempre, porque ela está dentro de nós. Para que isso aconteça tem de estar reunido tudo o que nos pode deixar nesse estado.</span><div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Porquê estou a falar sobre isto ? Estes dois meses passados onde estive ausente daqui, senti essa felicidade. Estava maravilhosamente bem. Estava feliz sem razão, simplesmente por estar bem comigo. Cheguei a dizer muita vez que sou uma solitária e gosto da minha solidão. Isso e mais duas ou três coisas fazem que, cheguei a sentir essa felicidade dentro de mim. Quando digo que sou solitária, não me isolo e não sou nada anti-social. Até entro muito em contacto com as pessoas para conversar. Nesse tempo aprendi a conhecer-me melhor. Já era tempo. </span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">E a volta à realidade não está a ser fácil. </span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">E aqui posso deixar estas palavras escritas anos atraz :</span></div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-family: Roboto; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">Simplesmente Mulher...</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Livre como o vento</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Doce como o mel</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">cheia de energia</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">e de vontade de viver</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Saboreando todos os momentos</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">navegando entre o céu e a terra</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">entre o mar e a serra</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">Nunca parando</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">amando</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">caminhando</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">procurando</span><br style="background-color: white;" /><span style="background-color: white;">sua felicidade</span></span></div></div></div></div></div><p> </p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-35409835507193951752023-11-30T02:10:00.003+01:002023-11-30T02:12:36.761+01:00Futuro incerto<p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1obDU1P1iwyL5A4O4pTmVoJUavP975tGisEiFk-oRD9KrGgxrhQfQZ0fDfMNVoiNHJ7gs_nuDsApo8arofyRmqHGMi0VUTqKE8XyswS-BSq7VO14qnfLhdBdyYvC0j_Y15aloeatPGvniGEtGDRyn3keYFZnri27lonMbagpEAF4WfLV-2yLMRAZIZqDD/s626/robot-que-trabaja-oficina-inteligente-ia-generativa_885800-1316.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="626" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1obDU1P1iwyL5A4O4pTmVoJUavP975tGisEiFk-oRD9KrGgxrhQfQZ0fDfMNVoiNHJ7gs_nuDsApo8arofyRmqHGMi0VUTqKE8XyswS-BSq7VO14qnfLhdBdyYvC0j_Y15aloeatPGvniGEtGDRyn3keYFZnri27lonMbagpEAF4WfLV-2yLMRAZIZqDD/w395-h263/robot-que-trabaja-oficina-inteligente-ia-generativa_885800-1316.webp" width="395" /></a></div><br /> </div><p></p><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium;"><span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Ontem li um artigo sobre Humanóides (homens-robôs).</span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">O que eu senti?</span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Medo, o </span></span></span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">apocalipse.</span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Esses humanóides serão o fim da nossa humanidade.</span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">O fim do </span></span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Homem na Terra.</span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Imagine uma guerra, não haverá sangue, nem lágrimas, nem </span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">sofrimento como o conhecemos.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium;"><span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Eles nos substituirão em nossas tarefas.</span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Os </span></span></span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">humanos se tornarão preguiçosos.</span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Não terão mais que pensar ou refletir.</span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Aos </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">poucos, esses Humanóides tomarão o </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">lugar dos Humanos.</span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Os últimos a sobreviver</span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> terão que se esconder.</span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Não haverá </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">mais problemas com comida.</span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Nosso planeta </span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">será salvo graças a esses robôs.</span></span></div><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"> Entre l'IA (Inteligência Artificial), grandes </span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">computadores e agora esses humanóides, </span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">os humanos estão criando tudo que </span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">levará ao fim da nossa civilização como a </span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">conhecemos.</span></span></div><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="gmail-separator" style="clear: both;"><span face="trebuchet ms, sans-serif" style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pura fição.</span></span></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #3c4043; font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="cursor: pointer; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb"><br /></span></span></span></div><p></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-48976369612245416222023-11-29T22:54:00.001+01:002023-11-29T22:54:16.100+01:00pintura a óleo<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKk9kdVD159gPXBUDJ29Dd7xkiCQwmd1tvY3zMe0EHs-B-z2c8YJrp9EiyZkOEEOZ-O-OjRCyVOquxzW8WRqcDpTjFJOIAm_S6Xh-KWAKb-H946wF1EYmyUekFC3lBn4J253VBEbL5GHut4TdpuPN_6XvRP83v-Jee0LaDtrM54R4RyqLUKFdYNjh60leX/s2950/1700573672225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2564" data-original-width="2950" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKk9kdVD159gPXBUDJ29Dd7xkiCQwmd1tvY3zMe0EHs-B-z2c8YJrp9EiyZkOEEOZ-O-OjRCyVOquxzW8WRqcDpTjFJOIAm_S6Xh-KWAKb-H946wF1EYmyUekFC3lBn4J253VBEbL5GHut4TdpuPN_6XvRP83v-Jee0LaDtrM54R4RyqLUKFdYNjh60leX/w391-h340/1700573672225.jpg" width="391" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p></p><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Pôr de sol</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">40 X 30</span></div><div><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;" /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTEHmODWVQ91IZAxkJ01srbTe8oYPUIVcqGTE0jXPRVJ-_1XHCpllgn-kEOBVEpmwIsIbcj316DWtxZHJzmxc0LqZo03gESzTksHkYgBmIm3pbNcpr1q2agadgF6f-WBWWoOkUrmoBIzgx1gM4FkyCyD_aSmp4a-Ya2E179Svqu-0C7Bq8fKAclw-yfs9/s4000/1700573692055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTEHmODWVQ91IZAxkJ01srbTe8oYPUIVcqGTE0jXPRVJ-_1XHCpllgn-kEOBVEpmwIsIbcj316DWtxZHJzmxc0LqZo03gESzTksHkYgBmIm3pbNcpr1q2agadgF6f-WBWWoOkUrmoBIzgx1gM4FkyCyD_aSmp4a-Ya2E179Svqu-0C7Bq8fKAclw-yfs9/w294-h392/1700573692055.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><p>Tela de 40 X 50</p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Pintar é como escrever, faz-se com o coração</span></p><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Quando estou a pintar é como se estivesse em outra dimensão</div><p></p><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">é uma outra eu </div><div><br /></div><p></p><p><br /></p><br /> <p></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-77157527451849714432023-11-26T00:28:00.001+01:002023-11-26T21:46:32.182+01:0019 de outubro de 2023 - Dia de tempestade "Aline"<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfoLAxbKQxF4npjFXT3l-bzWhFDZzdMUcdiWZB25FFnyK4Q6ee5b34gGBXNrNhfYrJWgK11cqp-_B5BlI1nLtbU2kd6HfLUmWYWjWyMtyT-fihRl_nJtczeO4ESVM232gehpnQoyYertvsThbo8lNdwkfMvWPsOtfzjhxMqMvDBRSUFUnFGqApXsIWHR6/s3000/IMG_20231019_143359.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2800" data-original-width="3000" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfoLAxbKQxF4npjFXT3l-bzWhFDZzdMUcdiWZB25FFnyK4Q6ee5b34gGBXNrNhfYrJWgK11cqp-_B5BlI1nLtbU2kd6HfLUmWYWjWyMtyT-fihRl_nJtczeO4ESVM232gehpnQoyYertvsThbo8lNdwkfMvWPsOtfzjhxMqMvDBRSUFUnFGqApXsIWHR6/s320/IMG_20231019_143359.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" face="Roboto, RobotoDraft, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb" style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Dia de tempestade "Aline" com muito vento e chuva.</span></span><span style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">O tempo esfriou.</span></span></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Acendi uma fogueira na lareira esta tarde.</span></span><span style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Sentei-me em frente a ela, lendo um livro.</span></span></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="color: #222222; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz" style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">
</span></span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Estava bem.</span></span></span></span></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaebwxWVAeYx1Mtpl5jjxFM9dH2D8bwQmd6jDzZru9lTWvfKTfspZy2nE68yfdvontdOCyiUpTs78lQ_xd_i-FqEc9znHxfYo_sJ5GuzoUTtr7oVD8de-eh9QjPnBG2FbJlTNZIvajm8vcMqrF5IPBwSFoWi9kBSVOUBiWwLbmBUwp-CupxbA0QUYHHtdL/s3264/1700573710562.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaebwxWVAeYx1Mtpl5jjxFM9dH2D8bwQmd6jDzZru9lTWvfKTfspZy2nE68yfdvontdOCyiUpTs78lQ_xd_i-FqEc9znHxfYo_sJ5GuzoUTtr7oVD8de-eh9QjPnBG2FbJlTNZIvajm8vcMqrF5IPBwSFoWi9kBSVOUBiWwLbmBUwp-CupxbA0QUYHHtdL/s320/1700573710562.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #3c4043; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Pintei um quadro “Lilases”. ( Pintura a oleo, 60 X 60 )</span></p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Nos meus sonhos, ansiava por momentos como este.</span></span><span style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> E</span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">stava em um deles.</span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz" style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb"> </span></span><span style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Com a vantagem adicional dos elementos exteriores.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Ouvia-se o vento passar ao de cima do telhado, assobiando, gritando e ao longe a</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;">fúria das ondas do mar, enquanto a chuva batia nos vidros e deslizava neles,</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> parecia </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">lagrimas a cair do céu.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb"><br /></span></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">Estava tudo em harmonia.</span></span><span class="gmail-jCAhz" style="color: #3c4043; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">
</span></span><span class="gmail-jCAhz gmail-ChMk0b" style="color: #3c4043; cursor: pointer; font-size: 18px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="gmail-ryNqvb">19 de outubro 2023</span></span></span></span><br /> </p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-17473220446716774152023-11-24T18:16:00.001+01:002023-11-25T17:59:48.503+01:00Grandes Ondas na Nazaré - Praia do Norte<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyxH3P16HCdkz8iezJjQ4wRoBcxbKVlFXKrLc7MN9YCyPhJf9-A9dvQ4V1let-kyCqdX5ukUQxY6sEX66-17ANDak-6f1n9D5GHMQ2MFlI8hn2n2PQkup-jd4Gf4gkboiReBm1Axtzu34Ks4uvT-9C-yhKIQynoBX27PGAw4S1HyqMhGhw-0U_GfjXI-OP/s4000/1700843493626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyxH3P16HCdkz8iezJjQ4wRoBcxbKVlFXKrLc7MN9YCyPhJf9-A9dvQ4V1let-kyCqdX5ukUQxY6sEX66-17ANDak-6f1n9D5GHMQ2MFlI8hn2n2PQkup-jd4Gf4gkboiReBm1Axtzu34Ks4uvT-9C-yhKIQynoBX27PGAw4S1HyqMhGhw-0U_GfjXI-OP/s320/1700843493626.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d;">Nesta altura do ano, fala-se muito nessas grandes ondas. Acabou por ser um fenômeno da</span></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> Natureza a ver. Então nestes meses aparecem os maiores surfistas na Nazaré, ou melhor na Praia do Norte.</span></span></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4uMD8dUhkHysmzcnzKA-D2ih72o6QyNz-zVNS70wrFMSWJRADU4YpC1JMcldEsqcthZ4plp6nEkMq2X1JT3rVH0QZdOAj_4lBJCjiNZnd0H9p2egytlu_74XfB1_SUUbufuS45L_7egx7214Wwb3Bo_7YW5olmQGpix_kbc6m4ibYWh_gZgoN63sqy0X/s4000/1700843635925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4uMD8dUhkHysmzcnzKA-D2ih72o6QyNz-zVNS70wrFMSWJRADU4YpC1JMcldEsqcthZ4plp6nEkMq2X1JT3rVH0QZdOAj_4lBJCjiNZnd0H9p2egytlu_74XfB1_SUUbufuS45L_7egx7214Wwb3Bo_7YW5olmQGpix_kbc6m4ibYWh_gZgoN63sqy0X/s320/1700843635925.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p><br /></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hxZFdPUmp9i2WBw_KabEhhT7UX81iUI8IJ9fBviH2YT64dHDgFZuN2iK9np67m_7J1-lDMN99_MFnD2jFP07gQ2C7C5w0NtyInyxywcqyDi3ChyNRTRcKHuxG88rbMmuAI0JzNov9ZuaNWlHspHVGksg9tu07xzelogk_lAr7vIsdIJfGhhvGKV9kwRc/s4000/1700843622519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hxZFdPUmp9i2WBw_KabEhhT7UX81iUI8IJ9fBviH2YT64dHDgFZuN2iK9np67m_7J1-lDMN99_MFnD2jFP07gQ2C7C5w0NtyInyxywcqyDi3ChyNRTRcKHuxG88rbMmuAI0JzNov9ZuaNWlHspHVGksg9tu07xzelogk_lAr7vIsdIJfGhhvGKV9kwRc/s320/1700843622519.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Quando estão anunciadas, o Sítio enche-se de gente. Quando digo se enche, enche-se mesmo.</span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Não é qualquer um que pode surfá-las, quando todas as condições estão reunidas.</span></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-eXvuFZMqOhFOimDS1JiQvdWMgYZ_GD5nboJvt2P79R4sTTd-Ao_Sxsv5r2O0y1N_Agqdq2cfxg4vEcew2QFmPeolt6gJHO6KpAvO-m131Guf6Sevn6kzeUVKAkdDMGFtXt2F6s0ca3No4bXMBfCov2B8KGz-dXkg-RzKmRKCSRknrkcuMaqYPb3P39sD/s4000/1700843586875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-eXvuFZMqOhFOimDS1JiQvdWMgYZ_GD5nboJvt2P79R4sTTd-Ao_Sxsv5r2O0y1N_Agqdq2cfxg4vEcew2QFmPeolt6gJHO6KpAvO-m131Guf6Sevn6kzeUVKAkdDMGFtXt2F6s0ca3No4bXMBfCov2B8KGz-dXkg-RzKmRKCSRknrkcuMaqYPb3P39sD/s320/1700843586875.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p><br /></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnU9EGuGYt9ehwxZMffuj9Sr4YnVPF2-M3mE2FXnMEUVIEeGRmD13HxFZKwzUxTgk_l7-ZgPmt8RksnxQTI_xWKtf2c5cNLVRkpSJEgyL7M-PL9xeDsbKi6uW7GwURcYOQ-V3rR3meZ7zqaMsS2S1ux_wOBUg9VJwQu4Znz2vrdfhXA0r2WaguqS93Yng-/s320/1700843511959.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Graças ao canyon da Nazaré, esta pequena vila de pescadores, tornou-se conhecida por todo o planeta. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> Tornou-se um sítio incontornável para visitar.</span></span></p><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF71dTmK4MMmSas7v9GI7NybvJWDrG8eZgNfLqHkR0sPfYXVRkzgqMkAzFcsE6hCkELldp7lAV2GacxZdzDZFH0j1rhh19xuARTi-_UENqCLhnSw09OBuN7uoLZwZr9Uu_e9bMcUZv0wjcbA7Fz95FVwYc0l_zyeCkM3a62DwxBdURLcu17WCcx8u4nax8/s4000/IMG_20231114_162441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF71dTmK4MMmSas7v9GI7NybvJWDrG8eZgNfLqHkR0sPfYXVRkzgqMkAzFcsE6hCkELldp7lAV2GacxZdzDZFH0j1rhh19xuARTi-_UENqCLhnSw09OBuN7uoLZwZr9Uu_e9bMcUZv0wjcbA7Fz95FVwYc0l_zyeCkM3a62DwxBdURLcu17WCcx8u4nax8/s320/IMG_20231114_162441.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2TLzdcgFoulHYrKqdfjIu24V9rBbjZqg-lF0NJrYWqMMS2t8QgKEJHBYaLgi2NtxNYicqhN-920nwhFm55imo7Ynr1huR-Mnz0cj0vRwQVu-NBwP4AHQrQeTa2zPuewvkQi1wzJT7vI2aTnaKkcvBxF_-1NYnsAMc_NDiN1tJrD9IId9uPdo-7kXV1Gg/s3264/IMG_20231107_171539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2TLzdcgFoulHYrKqdfjIu24V9rBbjZqg-lF0NJrYWqMMS2t8QgKEJHBYaLgi2NtxNYicqhN-920nwhFm55imo7Ynr1huR-Mnz0cj0vRwQVu-NBwP4AHQrQeTa2zPuewvkQi1wzJT7vI2aTnaKkcvBxF_-1NYnsAMc_NDiN1tJrD9IId9uPdo-7kXV1Gg/s320/IMG_20231107_171539.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">E cada dia acaba sempre assim, o sol deitando-se no horizonte do mar.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></div></div><p></p> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-86092244755432943002023-11-21T00:12:00.002+01:002023-11-21T00:12:48.097+01:00Voltar...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhebNyhP9n00m4vWLsBJTxgFZsQg_a69v3XSQ6pDJ5iiCembQ9rKJMADxsSBaONqBJjeUN8ihbOk1QW6Je6HUioBMGsNTXCEavZIh5EWNPa72a3riPBqNYIg0rT5Jj-uRarquNVVbFBEhyphenhyphenKCLpx8C7H8UIhRE4ap-XDy0PflMRE_qDuxyhLKp6S_qc4AMzD/s4000/1700521200218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhebNyhP9n00m4vWLsBJTxgFZsQg_a69v3XSQ6pDJ5iiCembQ9rKJMADxsSBaONqBJjeUN8ihbOk1QW6Je6HUioBMGsNTXCEavZIh5EWNPa72a3riPBqNYIg0rT5Jj-uRarquNVVbFBEhyphenhyphenKCLpx8C7H8UIhRE4ap-XDy0PflMRE_qDuxyhLKp6S_qc4AMzD/s320/1700521200218.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;">Demorei algum tempo, mas voltei. Estive ausente por bons motivos. estou bem.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;">Já tinha saudades deste meu cantinho. E também de visitar meus amigos da blogosfera.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;">Vamos repartir com boas energias e muita força. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;">Já estamos quase no fim de novembro, o tempo passou a correr. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;">Este tempo todo estive sem computador e sem internet. Então precisei comprar um pequeno</span><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;"> caderno como antigamente, onde pude escrever meus sentires, meus sonhos e meus pensamentos a todo </span><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;">momento, para poder os agarrar, não os deixar fugir. Minha memória esquece muito.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">Escrever para </span><span style="color: #4c1130;">mais tarde me lembrar daqueles momentos passados.</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"><br /></span></span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-45377331165596684942023-09-23T12:18:00.001+02:002023-09-24T06:57:54.487+02:0023 de setembro, faço anos<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Mais um ano passou e outro outono a chegar</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">dias a mingar e folhas a cair</span></p><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">e eu a festejar mais um aniversário</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">quando olho para mim, com meus cabelos grisalhos</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">vejo e sinto a menina, a mãe, a mulher que foi</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">tudo se embaralha</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">hoje sou isso tudo, sem saber quem sou exactamente</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Tento guardar meu equilíbrio</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">porque a vida é como andar sobre um fio</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">e a todo momento pode-se cair</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-25867206759495385702023-09-17T19:29:00.001+02:002023-09-17T19:29:30.684+02:00Guarda-me<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-225YxijFJwx9cbPheVM43ldSFxXVhaxMFoY1SkT3gNScZQUxrwaCnQ4nMX3npQOPzjh2_NshYRLYuR_D5vOygUfC7_ENREAEA8dRx0klzmFevZTFCsdyAq2vkvTi2egP7UNT8HsJblop98sQ2qPluIsm_L76_Oq58hHhzx6_Qhoi62tlM7YhG6PA_O_/s227/images%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="222" data-original-width="227" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-225YxijFJwx9cbPheVM43ldSFxXVhaxMFoY1SkT3gNScZQUxrwaCnQ4nMX3npQOPzjh2_NshYRLYuR_D5vOygUfC7_ENREAEA8dRx0klzmFevZTFCsdyAq2vkvTi2egP7UNT8HsJblop98sQ2qPluIsm_L76_Oq58hHhzx6_Qhoi62tlM7YhG6PA_O_/w282-h271/images%20(1).jpg" width="282" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.524px; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Deixo sempre uma parte de mim contigo</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.524px; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">E a ti volto para a reencontrar</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.524px; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Mas, quando me queres devolver</span></p><div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #111111; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.524px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">A parte de mim que contigo fica</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Fecho a mão</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Não a aceito</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Digo:</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">- Guarda-me mais um pouco</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Para ter um motivo para voltar.</span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><em style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Encandescente</span></em></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 0.9em; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><em style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></em></p></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-70828349067233195382023-09-16T22:54:00.002+02:002023-09-17T08:01:56.994+02:0018 anos na blogosfera...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXS-AiapittkZ0ZxOMI4IgXgjFzuWDGQ-RUs_W8OP9eS5JvFQ9zApXLWxmtcVr8yPOiLd4A7LvXJjYQuxiNd7MklOdLovEs4o7XEr9P3ku6WkL4ZDQvJhl8j0_os29Lgj7hlUzVeBjEK1H0Lk-0kLwqXX0TGo_YWqUnXUYVJD4zMlkVc1BfMHdWY8Ia7_S/s1170/Blog%C3%B3sfera-1170x440.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="440" data-original-width="1170" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXS-AiapittkZ0ZxOMI4IgXgjFzuWDGQ-RUs_W8OP9eS5JvFQ9zApXLWxmtcVr8yPOiLd4A7LvXJjYQuxiNd7MklOdLovEs4o7XEr9P3ku6WkL4ZDQvJhl8j0_os29Lgj7hlUzVeBjEK1H0Lk-0kLwqXX0TGo_YWqUnXUYVJD4zMlkVc1BfMHdWY8Ia7_S/w353-h160/Blog%C3%B3sfera-1170x440.png" width="353" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Comecei na blogosfera em setembro de 2005, já lá vão 18 anos. </span></p><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">2005 foi um péssimo ano.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Ter este blogue foi uma boa terapia, mesmo se tinha dificuldades em escrever a língua de Camões. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Não esqueço meus amigos da primeira hora, alguns deixaram a blogosfera, outros ficaram pelo caminho e outros ainda continuam por aqui. E é sempre graças a amizade de vocês que me dá força para continuar e não desistir.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Que dizer hoje ? Hoje estou simplesmente muito feliz por continuar por aqui, ter este meu cantinho, onde gosto de vos acolher sempre com muito prazer.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Muita água correu debaixo da ponte, muita coisa aconteceu, a vida vai mudando, se transformando, nem sempre em melhor e nós vamos nos adaptando a ela.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-15971788429737846072023-09-02T23:42:00.003+02:002023-09-09T01:25:27.974+02:00Saudades de mim<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SWIf7ZMFwzfXDgQ6jYmitmLxnwmLUuAZFsBYVq0BcStmEoG64F3X0cykPApoo3eI5-Kgk_ZvF-udfBkkW1goh9qr5tXGyaqCX-MffcjNoeBxMEYmSC8xUXA0VFbLfdP3j5TBp-E8sDzm4_EFpIs9owlftlEuNrSuRT3kXklHr97p4GJJdWDBd_KbhKTU/s1000/i88936-.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="1000" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SWIf7ZMFwzfXDgQ6jYmitmLxnwmLUuAZFsBYVq0BcStmEoG64F3X0cykPApoo3eI5-Kgk_ZvF-udfBkkW1goh9qr5tXGyaqCX-MffcjNoeBxMEYmSC8xUXA0VFbLfdP3j5TBp-E8sDzm4_EFpIs9owlftlEuNrSuRT3kXklHr97p4GJJdWDBd_KbhKTU/w348-h241/i88936-.webp" width="348" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Tenho saudades do meu dia-a-dia que tinha quando trabalhava. </span></span></p><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Quando chegava ao meu serviço, deixava todos meus problemas da vida no vestuário.</span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Vestia-me dum sorriso e sempre de algumas palavras reconfortantes.</span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Foram bons tempos de uma parte da minha vida.</span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Em abril estive do outro lado, fui operada ao cotovelo esquerdo.</span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;"> Parti o cotovelo caindo. O pessoal que se ocupou de mim foi muito bom. </span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">E eu como doente não foi fácil. </span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Esta foto foi feita num dia em que havia uma final de rugby. A ASM estava na final. A ASM é uma equipa de Clermont-Ferrand, dai essas cores no meu rosto.</span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-14483252925003881042023-08-26T00:39:00.011+02:002023-09-09T01:30:31.250+02:00Se hoje pudesse conversar com a menina que fui, que lhe diria ?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hrpUCy3XpMSBPxlZbgEjJ5iqHP4Qeunufg8MJZ1E_fPPRfT4UNV9p7mbWe5cOG5mpZq58yREYWVLR33B1nnVZf9kfRQYA7JsK5VmmzTl5mqZJn1rVmxqBq3pJHnesfZvCH3HvVgEO8arvzjqe-U59MZ--JxIq1i9PTJLbNgZ2askloljbSbM7db9i7nq/s960/107616757_1341620039562290_4101842160849186367_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hrpUCy3XpMSBPxlZbgEjJ5iqHP4Qeunufg8MJZ1E_fPPRfT4UNV9p7mbWe5cOG5mpZq58yREYWVLR33B1nnVZf9kfRQYA7JsK5VmmzTl5mqZJn1rVmxqBq3pJHnesfZvCH3HvVgEO8arvzjqe-U59MZ--JxIq1i9PTJLbNgZ2askloljbSbM7db9i7nq/s320/107616757_1341620039562290_4101842160849186367_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Se hoje pudesse conversar com a menina que fui, que lhe diria ?</span></p><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Lhe diria para não estar com pressa de crescer, de ser adulta.</span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Para ir sempre atrás dos seus sonhos, escutar seu coração e não a razão.</span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Que a vida é um longo caminho com algumas pedras; tantas vezes irá cair e terá sempre de se levantar. As pessoas que encontrara não será por acaso, devera escutá-las e sentir o porquê desse encontro.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Se tivemos a sorte de estar aqui, é por alguma razão, temos uma missão a realizar. Temos é a encontrar. Por isso diria à menina que fui sempre escutar o que lhe diz seu coração, ou então sua pequena voz interior.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Na altura em que eu era menina, o caminho estava traçado era casar ( isso era o que a mãe dessa menina desejava )</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Que nunca perca seu sorriso, seja alegre e procure em viver simplesmente. Seja independente, é o melhor que se pode ter.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">A menina que eu fui não teve ninguém que lhe desse estes conselhos. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Eu até gostava da menina que fui. </span></div></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-91502433675534327542023-08-16T11:07:00.003+02:002023-08-16T11:07:47.219+02:00Citação de hoje...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBikXPZvQd1qvKz9rvpLfen1pEDGJGMnOYVU8QxqChw0y5igz3LqSLMzorzsql4VX0UiJob7CrnWV_cbCgHc5DOVks9y6Me9NxMphKyLv8csvwwSZ8Poig3fGTOdA0GUzmjuVZR5ii7S_Oj02N-jlqEUNi9bzFIsQvt3NZ-ceT62LNSYGtQsphb-kSSDO7/s428/236253242_118163403861813_5595950769312452363_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="407" data-original-width="428" height="343" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBikXPZvQd1qvKz9rvpLfen1pEDGJGMnOYVU8QxqChw0y5igz3LqSLMzorzsql4VX0UiJob7CrnWV_cbCgHc5DOVks9y6Me9NxMphKyLv8csvwwSZ8Poig3fGTOdA0GUzmjuVZR5ii7S_Oj02N-jlqEUNi9bzFIsQvt3NZ-ceT62LNSYGtQsphb-kSSDO7/w357-h343/236253242_118163403861813_5595950769312452363_n.jpg" width="357" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><div class="xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs x126k92a" style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium;">As mais lindas palavras de amor são ditas no silêncio de um olhar.</span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Open Sans; font-size: medium;">Leonardo da Vinci</span></div></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-7599197105418066452023-08-04T21:42:00.000+02:002023-08-04T21:42:10.710+02:00Buquê de lilás<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJGOvZUPB6jyHDrQ9W5MUylndToSpvWWQ38f29rD1zykytawlhZewkfqD36peSTzwdP3WcaihVmcpXRpiy6fQgIXdr6Bv_gYZiTheTVQYamy4CSOBDBigIELV6M5Of79LBLvKW2CmwKoh3Z2IdQ_XUXBLNns_qu-7jKYVAwm4dsBbewjWkFgPC65yVMwD/s4000/1691173054064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJGOvZUPB6jyHDrQ9W5MUylndToSpvWWQ38f29rD1zykytawlhZewkfqD36peSTzwdP3WcaihVmcpXRpiy6fQgIXdr6Bv_gYZiTheTVQYamy4CSOBDBigIELV6M5Of79LBLvKW2CmwKoh3Z2IdQ_XUXBLNns_qu-7jKYVAwm4dsBbewjWkFgPC65yVMwD/w276-h346/1691173054064.jpg" width="276" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;">Pintura a óleo</span></div><div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;">Tela de 45 X 55</span></div><div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;">Mais um tema floral, um pouco diferente.</span></div><div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></div><div style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-17359512386048375812023-08-03T22:49:00.001+02:002023-08-04T12:03:19.381+02:00Estes bolinhos chamados de "beijinhos"<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrm585b4ibqBFTcRvawSjml7ygUUSsovy8BIdvklSluAbic2Z7HAgxVQNsD0fZHwt4hVK_Q5iQkJAxVnmklxCaRYINq5ZExoxHzMk3s_e9UF5o15GOZHsHLahPCq1SJd7XPLGX7i71NMNDwREdZXBrf--t5Webvgnc2babVA6T0hzXH__rZhazyLNvH8c/s1080/beijinhos_5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrm585b4ibqBFTcRvawSjml7ygUUSsovy8BIdvklSluAbic2Z7HAgxVQNsD0fZHwt4hVK_Q5iQkJAxVnmklxCaRYINq5ZExoxHzMk3s_e9UF5o15GOZHsHLahPCq1SJd7XPLGX7i71NMNDwREdZXBrf--t5Webvgnc2babVA6T0hzXH__rZhazyLNvH8c/w373-h370/beijinhos_5.jpg" width="373" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;">Estes bolinhos chamados de "beijinhos" fazem-me relembrar minha infância, minha avozinha paterna. Sempre que íamos visitá-la, a Maceira ( terra onde nasci ) tinha sempre um saquinho destes bolinhos para me dar.</span></span></p><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;"> Era a minha avó Augusta sempre um sorriso e uma palavra meiga, era baixinha e vestia sempre de cores escuras, um lenço cobria seu cabelo. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;"> Minha avó nasceu em Nelas e meu avô era de Cepões. Quando o trabalho começou a ser precário, eles migraram para Maceira. Foi ali onde meu pai nasceu e eu também. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;">Depois mais tarde meu pai fez igual, com idade de 31 anos, em 1966, emigrou para França procurando uma vida melhor para a família.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;">Hoje dei uma volta ao passado. </span><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;">é bom o relembrar, podia dizer que era bom tempo, tinha ainda minha avó, era jovem. Mas até não era. Eram tempos difíceis, duros, com uma ditadura. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;">Emigrar também foi duro, difícil, nisso prefiro não relembrar, porque ainda hoje é algo sensível.</span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;">Mesmo se for viver em Portugal depois de reformado, sei que passei uma vida cheia de saudades do meu Portugal. </span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-63938361693681159582023-08-02T00:35:00.004+02:002023-08-02T00:35:48.105+02:00Em Tomar...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOIM4L1ghpl61l6XzcMTemENomDlmzlwQv-dzdnBjCxgcAZ-s9eiOudhSt0gJSk8azCE_VnT3yE63GlM37DbSRP7XkIJ7Pn6aiM_T1EMCexkS6TMFN88zySnm5jfB8G5LPJ_kREvVOo0XSlxFmPZtTO2bJ0A80ymUJdkKEIgLZODTNRtT7UpUigyAgJbZN/s865/296099424_333923878952430_3520648579564246955_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="865" data-original-width="843" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOIM4L1ghpl61l6XzcMTemENomDlmzlwQv-dzdnBjCxgcAZ-s9eiOudhSt0gJSk8azCE_VnT3yE63GlM37DbSRP7XkIJ7Pn6aiM_T1EMCexkS6TMFN88zySnm5jfB8G5LPJ_kREvVOo0XSlxFmPZtTO2bJ0A80ymUJdkKEIgLZODTNRtT7UpUigyAgJbZN/w379-h369/296099424_333923878952430_3520648579564246955_n.jpg" width="379" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Há alguns anos atrás, </span></span><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">encontrei estes dois senhores em Tomar. Foi num domingo no dia da festa dos Tabuleiros. Aproximei-me deles sem saber quem eles eram. Foi meu amigo Duarte que deu a conhecer os nomes deles.</span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="background-color: white;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"> Fernando Lopes Graça, músico e o poeta Fernando Araújo Ferreira<span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;">Foi um belo encontro um pouco silencioso, sem palavras. </span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;">Ouvia-se o rio, o Rio Nabão ( procurei na net o nome deste rio ) a correr e também as pessoas. Era dia de festa e Tomar estava cheia de muita gente.</span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Open Sans;">Lembro de não ter aguentado ali muito tempo no meio de tanta confusão. Preferi voltar para a beira do meu mar. Quando digo que sou uma solitária, é tão verdade. </span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-8058179609965892652023-07-25T22:26:00.001+02:002023-07-25T22:26:35.061+02:00Ramo floral...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQlexvEowdL_6rVkp92ndj0lLdVLgmkwz5btQWG1OEWaJELBy7qYMvT-wWH9wMStG0FhoKTPLciFtRP0Yx2UXOY3_rn_Bxrh_lVypkPs1hj-yZXLVw7cU6HGyFOJ4oUSFKe5mQ8E-ebuo9okzjIXfJLi02wK-u1gGLMsGjOgQfxFnhZPq1UO1Fo3TPsJ3/s4000/1690294675418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQlexvEowdL_6rVkp92ndj0lLdVLgmkwz5btQWG1OEWaJELBy7qYMvT-wWH9wMStG0FhoKTPLciFtRP0Yx2UXOY3_rn_Bxrh_lVypkPs1hj-yZXLVw7cU6HGyFOJ4oUSFKe5mQ8E-ebuo9okzjIXfJLi02wK-u1gGLMsGjOgQfxFnhZPq1UO1Fo3TPsJ3/w281-h372/1690294675418.jpg" width="281" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tela 45 X 55</span></p><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Pintura a óleo</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Mais uma tela que adorei pintar. Algo de simples.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Uma maneira de me exprimir em silêncio</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">é no silêncio que eu me reencontro, que estou comigo</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Muito obrigada a tod@s que por aqui passam, deixando vosso carinho</span></div><p></p><div></div><p></p><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Beijinhos e abraços</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-89847884590182880392023-07-08T00:11:00.001+02:002023-07-08T00:15:14.967+02:00Tour de France 2023<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipsxWR6WmqXiwUDtl9GqwETGsP1GwTWAd0OIhhvDPkJEemof7gF3SJd5pJe1_KY5cdwOWrcB4RaEkONnzMRysvlrGKce_eqpctOmdNTDSumEH3dIXgOpcJFbFOvu1HGWZCCEf7Rtik2j884bR4fhh6KjK-EzhdasOo5oroGTMbx8Um6JnaZ6sNm6lFQTWj/s791/agostinho-1973.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="727" data-original-width="791" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipsxWR6WmqXiwUDtl9GqwETGsP1GwTWAd0OIhhvDPkJEemof7gF3SJd5pJe1_KY5cdwOWrcB4RaEkONnzMRysvlrGKce_eqpctOmdNTDSumEH3dIXgOpcJFbFOvu1HGWZCCEf7Rtik2j884bR4fhh6KjK-EzhdasOo5oroGTMbx8Um6JnaZ6sNm6lFQTWj/w372-h342/agostinho-1973.jpg" width="372" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Este domingo e esta terça feira vão poder admirar estas belas paisagens desta linda região </span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">"d'Auvergne ", andar pelas ruas de Clermont-Ferrand e subir ao alto do Puy-de-Dôme. Essa</span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> subida será feita sem espectadores, a fim de preservar o sítio.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> Não faltem, vão gostar. Entre os vulcões e os lagos o itinerário deverá ser fantástico, </span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">sobretudo na terça feira, dia 11 de julho.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3650636443363354767.post-42414113470512495862023-07-06T00:06:00.000+02:002023-07-06T00:06:08.049+02:00Olhando para trás...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu2gaQqVYPLqPp88hyL9ld1Po8_x-mkDtvQDieh7N9ow253okBPGWzt_v4OBkUuIwobMgMNHthLHbT2E5TdfgOOvuRDj8qSi67Ea8pRvrZxDdpuvZaJt6YbUY90_96Gx-_F0MotoYRzi3cGWNGtncg1U2eLdw2FWtgGcStd7H3q2uuDOX3UpnpPqORj0o5/s628/531977_4966958230399_1215326702_nhhhhh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="471" data-original-width="628" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu2gaQqVYPLqPp88hyL9ld1Po8_x-mkDtvQDieh7N9ow253okBPGWzt_v4OBkUuIwobMgMNHthLHbT2E5TdfgOOvuRDj8qSi67Ea8pRvrZxDdpuvZaJt6YbUY90_96Gx-_F0MotoYRzi3cGWNGtncg1U2eLdw2FWtgGcStd7H3q2uuDOX3UpnpPqORj0o5/w384-h315/531977_4966958230399_1215326702_nhhhhh.jpg" width="384" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Olhando para trás, tantos anos passaram, desde de sempre que me lembro fui sempre um pouco rebelde. Nunca gostando de fazer igual aos outros. Fazendo tudo sempre da melhor maneira mas a minha maneira.</span></p><div><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Desde sempre gostei da solidão, sou uma solitária e só assim consigo ser feliz, sem esperar nada de ninguém senão de mim.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">O Fernando Pessoa tinha vários homônimos, não sei o porquê, nunca procurei saber. Também não me comparo a ele, cada um de nós é único.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Mas até consigo perceber, pois eu também sou diferente conforme o que estou fazendo. Quando cuidava dos meus filhos, era aquela Mulher/Mãe, depois trabalhei, era Mulher/Trabalhadora. Sinto-me uma mulher diferente conforme aquilo que estou fazendo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Existem várias mulheres na mulher que sou. Quando faço algo concentro-me plenamente naquilo e sou aquele eu, naquele momento. Parece que saio de mim e visto-me conforme a atividade.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">O que não muda é o meu coração, minha empatia, generosidade, doçura e gentileza.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Open Sans;">Assim sou eu, e não vou mudar.</span></div> L e n a http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271652509702596819noreply@blogger.com5