tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63911524099017275062011-04-21T18:21:06.002-03:00Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01383846633405512980noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391152409901727506.post-24565219404939785252008-01-06T16:43:00.009-02:002008-11-13T04:18:28.684-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/SOgUj9VidQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oawWZDrygyk/s1600-h/DSC08112.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/SOgUj9VidQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oawWZDrygyk/s400/DSC08112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253471573320561922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Do Quintal<br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" >Amigas inseparáveis, generosas no carinho conosco em todo momento. Amizade totalmente despretenciosa, bom humor a todo instante.<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R8H1h7NjL6I/AAAAAAAAACM/6tZtuz2buhk/s1600-h/Imagem+074.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R8H1h7NjL6I/AAAAAAAAACM/6tZtuz2buhk/s400/Imagem+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170683810377052066" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R8Hz4bNjL5I/AAAAAAAAACE/4HCWb64q7Bo/s1600-h/Imagem+079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R8Hz4bNjL5I/AAAAAAAAACE/4HCWb64q7Bo/s400/Imagem+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170681997900853138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do Jardim</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Efêmeras, mas lindas de se ver e de esperá-las todo ano. As formas são artesanais, as cores nos matizes mais vibrantes, nos atraem e aos insetos que lhes ajudarão na multiplicação.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R4p4K78FKlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lPF1q8vEdkY/s1600-h/DSC08497.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R4p4K78FKlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lPF1q8vEdkY/s400/DSC08497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155064852762667602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do Sotão</span><br /></div><br />Não há uma tarde que seja igual a outra, cenários múltiplos. Apesar dos elementos estáticos, a luz recebida os transformam. Bem ao fundo o Maciço de Itatiaia.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R4Ei5L8FKkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xX8Tdk7bw6o/s1600-h/Imagem+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R4Ei5L8FKkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xX8Tdk7bw6o/s400/Imagem+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152437814541232706" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do quarto<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"> Ao abrir a janela pela manhã, no mês de abril, um bom dia especial nos é proporcionado pela flor da paineira.<br />Que prazer em vê-las, junto com as companhias que a cercam, pássaros e insetos.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Sobre as Paineiras, pelo nosso amigo Tadeu Freitas em 20/02/2008</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Paineiras</span><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">O verde e rosa das paineiras</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Que até uma pedra exulta</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Foi meu cenário da infância</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">E um pouco na vida adulta</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Em meu bairro eram tantas</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Que de lá desciam a ladeira</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Mas jamais cansei de admirar</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">A beleza de cada paineira</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Findo o espetáculo das cores</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">E a paineira em mostrar-se não cansa</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Exibindo os saltos das flores</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">E as folhas caindo em dança</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">O fruto que agora é maduro</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Fica escuro, marrom e âmbar</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Quando verde era duro</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Agora começa rachar</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Mesmo a preço de faina</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">A casca logo se abre</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Mostra o show do alvor da paina </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Que não há dinheiro que pague</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">A paina em flocos de seda</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Transforma-se em para-quedas</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Ajuda a semente em vereda</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">A não cair sobre pedras</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Para-quedistas, as sementes</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Fazem manobras no ar</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Para atingirem o alvo certo</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Que as faça germinar</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> </span></p><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391152409901727506-2456521940493978525?l=cantodosventos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01383846633405512980noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391152409901727506.post-42167054174307040552008-01-05T19:43:00.000-02:002008-11-13T04:18:28.924-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R3_6ob8FKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/f2X8s5gNV2o/s1600-h/AnoNovo+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5l6TeVfm8/R3_6ob8FKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/f2X8s5gNV2o/s200/AnoNovo+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152112071336602162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >O canto</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /> Esse é o canto, onde os ventos se encontram, de cada lado um fluido diferente, concentrado, fortalece-se, criando caminhos do bem e da simplicidade.<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391152409901727506-4216705417430704055?l=cantodosventos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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