Coisas bonitas #155

Nascer do sol em Coventry

Sem título #353

Partilhar sem olhar a quem...

Coisas que não mudam #649

Flores que não são para mim, mas que veem para mim

Coisas que não mudam #648

Since 2001 the UK marks Holocaust Memorial Day on January 27

may we never forget the atrocities of genocide wherever they take place

Parece que estou a ouvir #430

River

Sarah McLachlan

It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
Singing songs of joy and peace

Oh, I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

But it don't snow here
It stays pretty green
I'm going to make a lot of money
And then I'm going to quit this crazy scene

Oh, I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly high

Oh, I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

I made my baby cry

He tried hard to help me
You know, he put me at ease
And he loved me so naughty
Made me weak in the knees

Oh, I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

But I'm so hard to handle
I'm selfish and I'm sad
Now I've gone and lost
The best baby that I ever had

Oh, I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

Oh, I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly high

Oh, I wish I had a river
That I could skate away on

I made my baby say goodbye

It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
Singing songs of joy and peace

Oh, I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

Espantos #676

Como tudo começou, tendo depois tomado conta do pedaço!

Sem título #352

Sometimes it's a blessing...

Numa sala perto de mim #447

The Cat Returns (2002) tells the story of a girl, a bit lost in her teenagehood, who saves a cat and in return receives a lot of cat favors not all of which pleasant. In this visually beautiful Japanese anime the girl ends up finding herself. The song at the end is quite famous... I knew it before I knew anything about the movie!

Coisas bonitas #154

Fluffy kitties

Primavera #177

A Primavera chega sempre primeiro na cozinha,

só depois chega na rua...

... promessas de narcisos despontam... estão aqui, estão aí!

Palavras lidas #574

This Moment
by Eavan Boland

A neighborhood.
At dusk.

Things are getting ready
to happen
out of sight.

Stars and moths.
And rinds slanting around fruit.

But not yet.

One tree is black.
One window is yellow as butter.

A woman leans down to catch a child
who has run into her arms
this moment.

Stars rise.
Moths flutter.
Apples sweeten in the dark.

Ditto #573

You can’t be afraid of getting old. Old is good, if you’re gathering in life. Our band is good at understanding that equation.

--Bruce Springsteen

Inverno #82

Por cá sem neve, até ver,

mas com temperaturas negativas

Sem título #351

Recurring...

Parece que estou a ouvir #429

Enésima versão... e que bonita

Take Me Home, Country Roads

Lana Del Rey

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gather 'round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice in the mornin' hour, she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin'
That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

Take me home, (down) country roads
Take me home, (down) country roads

Inverno #81

Meanwhile at Vanderbilt, today... stay warm peoples!

Coisas bonitas #153

Nasceres do sol pintados

Continuarei a ver-te nas coisas bonitas

Numa sala perto de mim #446

Page Eight (2011) is a thriller involving British politics, the secret service, corruption, and dubious foreign military operations, all unfolding in the backdrop of London, the country side and the halls of Cambridge. A story well tied with excellent acting.

Coisas que não mudam #647

Friends waiting for the door to open in the morning

Sem título #350

Not a bad thing at times...

Palavras lidas #573

When you, that at this moment are to me
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

When you, that at this moment are to me
Dearer than words on paper, shall depart,
And be no more the warder of my heart,
Whereof again myself shall hold the key;
And be no more—what now you seem to be—
The sun, from which all excellences start
In a round nimbus, nor a broken dart
Of moonlight, even, splintered on the sea;
I shall remember only of this hour—
And weep somewhat, as now you see me weep—
The pathos of your love, that, like a flower,
Fearful of death yet amorous of sleep,
Droops for a moment and beholds, dismayed,
The wind whereon its petals shall be laid.

Ditto #572

Tragedy isn’t getting something or failing to get it, it’s losing something you already have.

--Euripedes

Coisas que não mudam #646

À hora do comer...

chega sempre mais um!

Caprichos #436

Prendas de Natal postas a uso

Parece que estou a ouvir #428

A Casa É Sua
Arnaldo Antunes

Não me falta cadeira

Não me falta sofá
Só falta você sentada na sala
Só falta você estar

Não me falta parede
E nela uma porta pra você entrar
Não me falta tapete
Só falta o seu pé descalço pra pisar

Não me falta cama
Só falta você deitar
Não me falta o sol da manhã
Só falta você acordar

Pras janelas se abrirem pra mim
E o vento brincar no quintal
Embalando as flores do jardim
Balançando as cores no varal

A casa é sua
Por que não chega agora?
Até o teto tá de ponta cabeça porque você demora

A casa é sua
Por que não chega logo?
Nem o prego aguenta mais o peso desse relógio

Não me falta banheiro, quarto, abajur, sala de jantar
Não me falta cozinha
Só falta a campainha tocar
Não me falta cachorro
Uivando só porque você não está

Parece até que está pedindo socorro
Como tudo aqui nesse lugar
Não me falta casa
Só falta ela ser um lar

Não me falta o tempo que passa
Só não dá mais pra tanto esperar
Para os pássaros voltarem a cantar
E a nuvem desenhar um coração flechado
Para o chão voltar a se deitar
E a chuva batucar no telhado

A casa é sua
Por que não chega agora?
Até o teto tá de ponta cabeça porque você demora

A casa é sua
Por que não chega logo?
Nem o prego aguenta mais o peso desse relógio

A casa é sua
Por que você não chega agora?
Até o teto tá de ponta cabeça porque você demora

A casa é sua
Por que não chega, não chega logo?
É que nem o prego aguenta mais o peso desse relógio

Sem título #349

In somebody's office door

Coisas que não mudam #645

Ninhos de cegonhas em pontos altos no Algarve

Coisas bonitas #152

Nascer do sol na Ria Formosa por estes dias...

Coisas bonitas #151

Unusual depiction

Palavras lidas #572

Excerpts from “How to be Perfect”
by Ron Padgett

Get some sleep.

Eat an orange every morning.

Be friendly. It will help make you happy.

Hope for everything. Expect nothing.

Take care of things close to home first. Straighten up your room
before you save the world. Then save the world.
Be nice to people before they have a chance to behave badly.

Don’t stay angry about anything for more than a week, but don’t
forget what made you angry. Hold your anger out at arm’s length
and look at it, as if it were a glass ball. Then add it to your glass
ball collection.

Wear comfortable shoes.

Do not spend too much time with large groups of people.

Plan your day so you never have to rush.

Show your appreciation to people who do things for you, even if
you have paid them, even if they do favors you don’t want.

After dinner, wash the dishes.

Calm down.

Don’t expect your children to love you, so they can, if they want
to.

Don’t be too self-critical or too self-congratulatory.

Don’t think that progress exists. It doesn’t.

Imagine what you would like to see happen, and then don’t do
anything to make it impossible.

Forgive your country every once in a while. If that is not
possible, go to another one.

If you feel tired, rest.

Don’t be depressed about growing older. It will make you feel
even older. Which is depressing.

Do one thing at a time.

If you burn your finger, put ice on it immediately. If you bang
your finger with a hammer, hold your hand in the air for 20
minutes. you will be surprised by the curative powers of ice and
gravity.

Do not inhale smoke.

Take a deep breath.

Do not smart off to a policeman.

Be good.

Be honest with yourself, diplomatic with others.

Do not go crazy a lot. It’s a waste of time.

Drink plenty of water. When asked what you would like to
drink, say, “Water, please.”

Take out the trash.

Love life.

Use exact change.

When there’s shooting in the street, don’t go near the window.

Ditto #571

We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.

--Anais Nin