Sem título #353

Ahhh Mondays...

Coisas que não mudam #709

São Pedro e São Paulo, rogai por nós

Caprichos #478

Afternoon snack

Parece que estou a ouvir #500

Misread

Kings of Convenience

If you wanna be my friend
You want us to get along
Please, do not expect me to
Wrap it up and keep it there

The observation that I am doing could
Easily be understood
As cynical demeanor
But one of us misread

And what do you know?
It happened again

A friend is not a means
You utilize to get somewhere
Somehow I didn't notice
Friendship, it is an end

What do you know?
It happened again

How come no one told me
All throughout history
The loneliest people
Were the ones who always spoke the truth?

The ones who made a difference
By withstanding the indifference
I guess it's up to me now
Should I take that risk or just smile?

What do you know?
It happened again
What do you know?

Verão #31

Girassóis ao sol

Sunflowers in the sun

Verão #30

Longos dias de verão

claridade às 9.07pm

Sem título #352

Noooo!

Coisas bonitas #198

Lovely Milo again

Verão #29

Cerejas frescas

(com um paninho (!) no frigorifico)

Palavras lidas #628

Grace
by Linda Pastan

When the young professor folded
his hands at dinner and spoke to God
about my safe arrival
through the snow, thanking Him also
for the food we were about to eat,
it was in the tone of voice I use
to speak to friends when I call
and get their answering machines,
chatting about this and that
in a casual voice,
picturing them listening
but too busy to pick up the phone,
or out taking care of important
business somewhere else.
The next day, flying home
through a windy
and overwhelming sky, I knew
I envied his rapport with God
and hoped his prayers
would keep my plane aloft.

Ditto #623

The best way to get the right answer on the internet is not to ask a question; it's to post the wrong answer.

--Ward Cunningham

Primavera #208

Vêm uns dias mais quentes e as rosas aparecem

14-Jun

15-Jun

19-Jun

Coisas bonitas #197

4.19am: Coventry começa um novo longo dia

Sem título #351

More fun...

Retirado do contexto #437

No meio da correria que precede o comité de exames...

... uma aluna deixou um presente à porta do meu gabinete.

Parece que estou a ouvir #499

No dia Internacional da Criança Africana, fica a recordação de We Are the World, lançada em Março 1985 (40 anos!) pouco depois do Live Aid de 1984.

We Are the World

Michale Jackson & Lionel Richie

There comes a time
When we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all

We can't go on
Pretending day by day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, you know, love is all we need

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

Well, send them your heart
So they know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stone to bread
And so we all must lend a helping hand

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
Oh, there's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

When you're down and out, and there seems no hope at all
But if you just believe, there's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well let us realize
Oh, that a change can only come
When we stand together as one (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

We are the world (we are the world)
We are the children (we are the children)
We are the ones who'll make a brighter day
So let's start giving (so let's start giving)
There is a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

Alright, let me hear you

We are the world (we are the world)
We are the children (said, we are the children)
We are the ones who'll make a brighter day
So let's start giving (so let's start giving)

There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a brighter day
Just you and me, come on now, let me hear you

We are the world (we are the world)
We are the children (we are the children)
We are the ones who'll make a brighter day
So let's start giving (so let's start giving)
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me, yeah, yeah

We are the world (we are the world)
We are the children (we are the children)
We are the ones who'll make a brighter day
So let's start giving (so let's start giving)

There's a choice we're making
And we're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

We are the world (one world)
We are the children (our children)
We are the ones who'll make a brighter day
So let's start giving (so let's start giving)

There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

We are the world, we are the world (we are the world)
We are the children, yes, sir (we are the children)
We are the ones that make a brighter day (we are the world)
So let's start giving (so let's start giving)

There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me (ooh-ooh, dear, God)

We are the world (we are the world)
We are the children (we are the children)
We are the ones that make a brighter day, so let's start giving
Alright, can you hear what I say? (So let's start giving)
There's a choice we're making, we're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

Retirado do contexto #436

Kitten lounge

Coisas que nào mudam #708

Dia de Santo António

Sem título #350

Super!

Palavras lidas #627

Monet, Van Gogh, at Home
by Norita Dittberner-Jax

The wonder that Monet
had time to paint, the vast
size of the garden and across
the road, the Japanese pond,
a man enchanted with nature—
flowers, water, haystacks, and
light! A blind man's obsession
with light, every slant of the sundial
documented, time filtering
light.

What a life! Two wives
the second with six children!
No wonder the huge table
in the dining room, fourteen chairs,
all canary yellow; the blue-
and white-tiled kitchen, large
and commodious, festooned
with copper pots;
the large bedroom overlooking
the garden: to throw open
these shutters in the morning!
So much life!

Modest, difficult, van Gogh
thought himself one link in the chain
and took the yellow house at Arles,
on Place Lamartine, hoping
others would come. A table
and two chairs and just enough
left for broth and coffee.

Gauguin fled after two months
when Vincent chased him
with a razor. He painted
"Gauguin's Chair" empty except
for a lit candle, in memory
of the failure.

Toward the end, he painted
the vestibule near his room,
the yard where he was confined,
night sky from his window.

Ditto #622

Each culture, has its own new possibilities of self-expression which arise, ripen, decay and never return.

--Oswald Spengler

Primavera #207

Fascinantes pormenores da natureza

Parece que estou a ouvir #498

Against the Wind

Bob Seeger

It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago

Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low
And the secrets that we shared
The mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
Till there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove

And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me, oh so tight
Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then

Against the wind
We were runnin' against the wind
We were young and strong, we were runnin'
Against the wind

And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home and I
Guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed

Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin'
Searchin' for shelter again and again

Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter 

Against the wind

Well those drifters days are past me now
I've got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out

Against the wind
I'm still runnin' against the wind
I'm older now but still runnin' against the wind
Well I'm older now and still runnin'
Against the wind
Against the wind
Against the wind
Still runnin' (against the wind)
I'm still runnin' against the wind
(Against the wind) I'm still runnin'
(Against the wind)
I'm still runnin' against the wind
(Against the wind) still runnin'
(Against the wind) runnin' against the wind, runnin' against the wind
(Against the wind) see the young man run
(Against the wind) watch the young man run
(Against the wind) watch the young man runnin'
(Against the wind) he'll be runnin' against the wind
(Against the wind) let the cowboys ride
(Against the wind) aah
(Against the wind) let the cowboys ride
(Against the wind) they'll be ridin' against the wind
(Against the wind) against the wind
(Against the wind) ridin' against the wind...

Sem título #349

crispy please

Caprichos #477

Cheesecake on day 1

Leftover cheesecake on day 5 (last day)

Caprichos #476

When in London...

Coisas bonitas #196

Victoria & Albert Museum for lunch

Coisas que não mudam #707

Gatos espantados

Palavras lidas #626

So Much of the World
by Gregory Djanikian

So much of the world exists
without us

the mountain in its own steepness

the deer sliding
into the trees becoming
a darkness
in the woods' darkness.

So much of an open field
lies somewhere between the grass
and the dragonfly's drive and thrum

the seed and seedling,
the earth within.

But so much of it lies in someone
standing alone at the edge of a field
with a life apart

feeling for a moment
the plover's cry
on the tongue

the curve and plumb
of the apple bough
in limb and bone.

So much of it between
one thing and another,

days of invitation,
then of release and return.

Ditto #621

For me, a page of good prose is where one hears the rain and the noise of battle. It has the power to give grief or universality that lends it a youthful beauty.

--John Cheever

Sem título #348

Loveable...

Primavera #206

Trepadeira

Espantos #696

Heron walking by the lake

looking like a water color painting

Parece que estou a ouvir #497

As Abelhas

Marisa Monte

A abelha mestra
E as abelhinhas
Estão todas prontinhas
P'ra ir para festa

Num zune que zune
Lá vão p'ro jardim
Brincar com a cravinea
Valsar com o jasmim
Da rosa p'ro cravo
Do cravo p'ra rosa
Da rosa p'ro favo
E de volta p'ra a rosa

Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu

A abelha rainha
Está sempre cansada
Engorda a pancinha
E não faz mais nada

Num zune que zune
Lá vão p'ro jardim
Brincar com a cravinea
Valsar com o jasmim
Da rosa p'ro cravo
Do cravo p'ra rosa
Da rosa p'ro favo
E de volta p'ra a rosa

Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu

Da rosa p'ro cravo
Do cravo p'ra rosa
Da rosa p'ro favo
E de volta p'ra a rosa

Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu
Venham ver como dão mel
As abelhas do céu

Pormenores #186

Campainhas rosas

cheias de chuva e com pintinhas por dentro!

Coisas que não mudam #707

Caminhando para a escola com afinco!

Sem título #347

Some decisions don't really matter!

Coisas que não mudam #706

One relaxed cat

Coisas que não mudam #705

Dia de Santa Rita!

Palavras lidas #625

French Chocolates
by Ellen Bass

If you have your health, you have everything
is something that's said to cheer you up
when you come home early and find your lover
arched over a stranger in a scarlet thong.

Or it could be you lose your job at Happy Nails
because you can't stop smudging the stars
on those ten teeny American flags.

I don't begrudge you your extravagant vitality.
May it blossom like a cherry tree. May the petals
of your cardiovascular excellence
and the accordion polka of your lungs
sweeten the mornings of your loneliness.

But for the ill, for you with nerves that fire
like a rusted-out burner on an old barbecue,
with bones brittle as spun sugar,
with a migraine hammering like a blacksmith

in the flaming forge of your skull,
may you be spared from friends who say,
God doesn't give you more than you can handle
and ask what gifts being sick has brought you.

May they just keep their mouths shut
and give you French chocolates and daffodils
and maybe a small, original Matisse,
say, Open Window, Collioure, so you can look out
at the boats floating on the dappled pink water.

Ditto #620

A big step for me, and a small step for mankind.

--Joseph Brodsky

Primavera #205

Lindas papoilas gigantes

e a diferença que faz um dia de sol