tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56189181127127389782011-07-31T01:23:26.687-07:00Notas apontadas e interpretadasNota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-67252545082714714302009-09-07T12:57:00.000-07:002009-09-07T14:08:38.747-07:00<div align="center">Pelo centro...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVo7oDvB1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZsgTGcyDBzA/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378820703538579282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVo7oDvB1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZsgTGcyDBzA/s320/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Pela Quinta do Pendão...<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVoez0Uq1I/AAAAAAAAADI/kl2QiwRU8Pw/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378820208478956370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVoez0Uq1I/AAAAAAAAADI/kl2QiwRU8Pw/s320/DSC00728.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A caminho da aldeia da Pena....<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVoeiuPPgI/AAAAAAAAADA/JdNN05GofkU/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378820203890032130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVoeiuPPgI/AAAAAAAAADA/JdNN05GofkU/s320/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />O caminho é longo e sinuoso...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828347113863714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqVv4imF-iI/AAAAAAAAADY/h0ywqTON8XE/s320/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />Depois de percorrer a paisagem verdejante da serra de São Macário, por entre curvas e contra-curvas, chegamos à Aldeia da Pena. Na primeira vez que lá estive achei graça a um pequeno placard em xisto onde estava escrito que a aldeia contava com 11 habitantes. Esse pequeno placard desapareceu... Que terá acontecido? Será que alguns partiram para fugir do isolamento ou pelo contrário chegaram mais alguns desertos para estar finalmente a sós com o silêncio?<br />Certo é que apesar de isolada a Aldeia vive muito do turismo e quando lá chegamos encontramos mais turistas, a provar o característico licor de mel ou a comprar algumas peças de artesanato, do que habitantes... Mas não deixa de ser um sítio a visitar e a apreciar.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-6725254508271471430?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-11169969197502549692009-09-06T15:17:00.000-07:002009-09-06T15:19:15.816-07:00Perguntam-me com frequência de onde sou…<br />De onde sou?<br />Eis uma questão à qual não sei responder! É aquele tipo de pergunta que me deixa pensativa….<br />Recordo-me daquele cheiro a “café crème” que inundava as paredes da minha primeira casa….<br />A minha primeira casa. Aconchegante. Quente. E com a família toda reunida.<br />Uma casa que deixei logo nos primeiros meses de vida mas à qual regressei passado uns anos.<br />Ainda hoje gosto de lá voltar apesar de já não encontrar as paredes como eram, mas o cheiro mantém-se.<br />Há coisas que ficam connosco para toda a vida, esta é uma delas.<br />Talvez por ter sido a primeira, parece que foi e sempre será a minha casa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-1116996919750254969?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-38135391039231937122009-09-03T12:17:00.000-07:002009-09-03T12:48:48.878-07:00<div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Armação de Pêra by night</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377324393164550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqAYC5idshI/AAAAAAAAACg/-XCHsYJb3zE/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">O nosso bar predilecto </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377326899304577746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqAaUxozutI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P2DbtnRfhgQ/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Algures na costa...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqAaUTIHXNI/AAAAAAAAACw/wur63AOgAHs/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377326891114388690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SqAaUTIHXNI/AAAAAAAAACw/wur63AOgAHs/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="right"></p><p align="right"> </p><p align="right">Bons momentos...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-3813539103923193712?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-64280069274363061212009-04-09T14:15:00.000-07:002009-04-09T14:26:14.126-07:00Turbulenta.<br />Fria.<br />Triste.<br />Escura.<br /><br />Emotiva.<br />Rouca.<br />Triste.<br />Fria.<br /><br />Escura.<br />Turbulenta.<br />Desrespeituosa.<br />Má.<br /><br />Rouca.<br />Triste.<br />Teimosa.<br />Fim.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-6428006927436306121?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-12356605137804046842009-02-06T10:39:00.000-08:002009-02-07T17:56:35.796-08:00<p align="left">"Feeling Good" by:</p><p align="center">Nina Simone</p><p align="center"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c1f9beca54c4f9c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c1f9beca54c4f9c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380442%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BAF044A4D68DB60ED3231635545FFCAC3FBF2BE.26DB8E65B3445776141AFED7631D7B0B0310C386%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1f9beca54c4f9c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdHUkvRjiJOT5HVmipuQ9s5Jcuvc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c1f9beca54c4f9c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380442%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BAF044A4D68DB60ED3231635545FFCAC3FBF2BE.26DB8E65B3445776141AFED7631D7B0B0310C386%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1f9beca54c4f9c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdHUkvRjiJOT5HVmipuQ9s5Jcuvc&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">Muse</p><p align="center"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b50651cacf92c6d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b50651cacf92c6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380442%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BEFCE953FC24F904375D7E534BA0C946DB13AFF.A5332FAC179A7AFC80FDB178F41583FE0C2FBCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db50651cacf92c6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp_hzxSDh_UI7ig3lXUDPdD-T7SU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b50651cacf92c6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380442%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BEFCE953FC24F904375D7E534BA0C946DB13AFF.A5332FAC179A7AFC80FDB178F41583FE0C2FBCC%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db50651cacf92c6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp_hzxSDh_UI7ig3lXUDPdD-T7SU&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">Pessoalmente não consigo escolher a melhor versão!</p><p align="center">Depende do meu estado de espírito...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-1235660513780404684?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-86649806549366892152008-10-23T10:27:00.000-07:002008-10-23T10:28:45.441-07:00A minha voz sobreposta por outra voz.<br />Nem sequer notou pela minha presença.<br />Contento-me em cantar em play back, em surdina.<br />Dói-me o coração, a alma, a garganta fica presa.<br />Sinto um vazio à minha volta apesar de estar numa sala cheia.<br />Canto para mim como fazia em criança fechada no meu quarto.<br />Sinto os olhos a lacrimejar mas contenho as lágrimas.<br />Não mereço.<br />Sinto um misto de sentimentos.<br />Compreendo os mal-entendidos.<br />Não percebo a falta de consideração.<br />Ou apenas a falta de vontade e de querer.<br />De querer a minha companhia.<br />Talvez não sirva para isto.<br />Talvez apenas tenha “a voz a prémio”...<br />Talvez...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-8664980654936689215?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-32492013215085987742008-09-23T14:17:00.000-07:002008-09-23T14:46:05.390-07:00<p align="left">Ou será "She's a dream"? Do filme Flashdance, fazia streap tease mas sonhava ser bailarina profissional. Simplesmente fantástica!</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64f5f88b8dbe65da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64f5f88b8dbe65da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63174F8E9FC7D0CC800B030F006D98CEF9B2BCA0.47022943C7EDB52F319D8890C8EBA04B9491BD9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64f5f88b8dbe65da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYsKKc752WkhscM871pzUE0bOkgk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64f5f88b8dbe65da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63174F8E9FC7D0CC800B030F006D98CEF9B2BCA0.47022943C7EDB52F319D8890C8EBA04B9491BD9C%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64f5f88b8dbe65da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYsKKc752WkhscM871pzUE0bOkgk&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-3249201321508598774?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-67315454991405586422008-09-16T11:41:00.000-07:002008-09-16T12:22:41.726-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SNAAj3IrxSI/AAAAAAAAABw/3WAuowi-YnE/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246694181982422306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SNAAj3IrxSI/AAAAAAAAABw/3WAuowi-YnE/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246695885164249602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SNACG_-4AgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/endkpwFJfo8/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br />Será o azul ou o verde o cenário mais belo? </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-6731545499140558642?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-25746557889147633402008-09-10T14:01:00.000-07:002008-09-17T15:24:26.107-07:00Aqui vai uma obra prima de Nina Simone. Grande musica, grande voz, grande video-clip! Uma das musicas da minha vida...e o título um desejo...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4059eff53833f24" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4059eff53833f24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA218610F1DDE86543AD631E9ABF1D72425C2675.71604BC8984D5D85E228E2EB7DA02861C45E0846%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4059eff53833f24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsoEqvruOKS_BifyeoLQTiI0tir4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4059eff53833f24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA218610F1DDE86543AD631E9ABF1D72425C2675.71604BC8984D5D85E228E2EB7DA02861C45E0846%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4059eff53833f24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsoEqvruOKS_BifyeoLQTiI0tir4&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-2574655788914763340?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-82790427038476405932008-08-09T14:42:00.000-07:002008-08-09T14:53:00.731-07:00Quem não se lembra da musiquinha que nos punha a dormir? Outras vieram mais tarde mas esta deve ter sido das primeiras... Só para relembrar a nossa infância...<br /><br /><p align="center"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-318148c35a209501" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D318148c35a209501%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA67B17960E8490BFF8E45A2C49BC4434695081B.22EA5E0BDF392F144E9B052D7FC6BF659FA2A60D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D318148c35a209501%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKXPLOp8GG9-SVTihCMQVNHFgSlk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D318148c35a209501%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331380443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA67B17960E8490BFF8E45A2C49BC4434695081B.22EA5E0BDF392F144E9B052D7FC6BF659FA2A60D%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D318148c35a209501%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKXPLOp8GG9-SVTihCMQVNHFgSlk&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><p align="center">Vitinho</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-8279042703847640593?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-60113681276284233862008-08-07T14:49:00.000-07:002008-08-07T15:14:19.938-07:00<div align="left">Por entre curvas e contra-curvas no caminho de Piodão emerge uma paisagem digna de um filme de "Idiana Jones"... Uma ponte de madeira...<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SJtuYMSAooI/AAAAAAAAABg/BQDMfyXUSGc/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231896754013643394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SJtuYMSAooI/AAAAAAAAABg/BQDMfyXUSGc/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />...típicas casinhas de pedra, o verde e a melodia tranquilizante da corrente do riacho formam um ambiente único onde reina a paz e o sossego...<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231897672986229474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SJtvNruJeuI/AAAAAAAAABo/5RW6yNA4eso/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="right">Mai. 2008<br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-6011368127628423386?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-40796827645092965392008-08-05T12:47:00.000-07:002008-08-05T13:37:31.752-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SJi4BCy9jcI/AAAAAAAAABY/8yhDnY696ro/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231133295260831170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hs_5KtJsGgA/SJi4BCy9jcI/AAAAAAAAABY/8yhDnY696ro/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Luzes cintilantes na escuridão da noite abrilhantam a mulher mais imponente de Paris.<br /><br /><div align="right">Dez. 2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618918112712738978-4079682764509296539?l=notasaolado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nota ao Ladohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15560370745571832921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618918112712738978.post-61097346381065265102008-08-04T13:25:00.000-07:002008-08-05T10:39:22.230-07:00<span style="color:#000000;">..."Os ultimos serão os primeiros"...</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br />Aqui vai um tema do último concerto a que assisti de Deolinda. Duas guitarras originais, um contrabaixo e uma voz que diz que não é fadista. Os entendidos que decidam se é fado ou se é só fon fon fon. 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