tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337093782024-03-07T20:07:17.648+01:00no esquecimentoBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.comBlogger474125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-26992489262126495572009-11-15T00:23:00.000+01:002009-11-15T00:24:32.305+01:00Unattainable<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F42JOFSMq-w&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F42JOFSMq-w&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Little JoyBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-83936676369074865022009-10-17T22:04:00.003+02:002009-10-17T22:18:09.615+02:00Auto-Retrato VII<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfP8fVzbsDxkEg8AHIbnuTAl0AdDjLI5IEoISfeYJ4QRP1eV4X-vkwuCF2Lw2a8Hi6JVBiEMeX3QRSVH_rQ4ei8sshvX0wuFAyCrXKt4uKSQ-MesVYSxQ16DmeiiXzWnC80qlNWg/s1600-h/DSC01884.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfP8fVzbsDxkEg8AHIbnuTAl0AdDjLI5IEoISfeYJ4QRP1eV4X-vkwuCF2Lw2a8Hi6JVBiEMeX3QRSVH_rQ4ei8sshvX0wuFAyCrXKt4uKSQ-MesVYSxQ16DmeiiXzWnC80qlNWg/s400/DSC01884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393663740106779234" border="0" /></a>Foto: Da janela do meu quarto a coleccionar saudades, 2009<br /><br /> BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-72356793281098993112009-10-16T15:55:00.003+02:002009-10-16T15:57:50.529+02:00Gozos Caseiros<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvYRGYHO22D4tXC-9Mk61xcnEIDIkDqZONOJ4easSY5gxNLS5yuZoDlHrbUPHYFR5qO6eGLmxErtIsX_o919fPKKTHEImOnilzF5hyphenhyphen7ttnTZYEaiLuv8Ql_O9eFPfnWeudvrV_A/s1600-h/1600.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 365px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvYRGYHO22D4tXC-9Mk61xcnEIDIkDqZONOJ4easSY5gxNLS5yuZoDlHrbUPHYFR5qO6eGLmxErtIsX_o919fPKKTHEImOnilzF5hyphenhyphen7ttnTZYEaiLuv8Ql_O9eFPfnWeudvrV_A/s400/1600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393196314320411778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"> Filme: Un conte de Noël, Arnaud Desplechin, França, 2008</span>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-19461585095807929142009-09-29T18:57:00.002+02:002009-09-29T19:01:03.776+02:00Efemeridades QuotidianasVim viver para uma ilha em forma de cão sentado. Chama-se Madeira.<br /><br />BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-15492075689941595112009-09-20T16:49:00.001+02:002009-09-20T16:50:52.681+02:00PausaObrigatória por mais uns tempos.<br /><br />Até já.<br /><br />:))Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-29956336347130839082009-08-18T12:18:00.001+02:002009-08-18T12:31:00.683+02:00Dias úteisDias úteis<br />às vezes pretextos fúteis<br />pra encontrar felicidades<br />no percurso de um só dia<br />Dias úteis<br />são tão frágeis, as verdades<br />que se rompem com a aurora<br />quem as não remendaria?<br />Dias úteis<br />mesmo se a dor nos fizer frente<br />a alegria é de repente<br />transparente<br />quem a não receberia?<br />Mesmo por pretextos fúteis<br />a alegria é o que nos torna<br />os dias úteis<br />Dias raros<br />aqueles que por amparos<br />do bom senso e da imprudência<br />fazem os prazeres do dia<br />Dias raros<br />como os ares, Rarefeitos<br />amores mais do que perfeitos<br />quem os recomendaria?<br />Dias raros<br />em que os mais dados às rotinas<br />ouvem sinos, seguem sinas<br />cristalinas<br />quem as não perseguiria?<br />Por motivos talvez claros<br />o prazer é o que nos torna<br />os dias raros<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Por pretextos talvez fúteis </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> a alegria é o que nos torna </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> os dias úteis </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Por motivos talvez claros</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> o prazer é o que nos torna</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> os dias raros</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Por pretextos talvez fúteis</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> por motivos talvez claros</span><br /><br />Sérgio GodinhoBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-9436287202220433482009-08-05T19:31:00.000+02:002009-08-05T19:32:43.618+02:00Laisse Tomber les Filles<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ljTQVyWJ8uA&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ljTQVyWJ8uA&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />April MarchBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-33928816577224003442009-08-04T21:10:00.000+02:002009-08-04T21:11:28.210+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNeYONAXEpgJwRj0hapqFYMT9RTTnh5u8XNULWuLg3Ptu5IgMNYb58sp-OmHDrsrwntM0KLVY0wR650PwaZWQ9qrfycv1hSBNdwb7T-J4Fn2Dnh_NBjPCms0ojZHCKcYfBQCWzg/s1600-h/cartaz2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNeYONAXEpgJwRj0hapqFYMT9RTTnh5u8XNULWuLg3Ptu5IgMNYb58sp-OmHDrsrwntM0KLVY0wR650PwaZWQ9qrfycv1hSBNdwb7T-J4Fn2Dnh_NBjPCms0ojZHCKcYfBQCWzg/s400/cartaz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366188162818788274" border="0" /></a>I Feira de Artesanato Urbano, Póvoa de Varzim.Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-35014262396645847872009-08-04T20:58:00.003+02:002009-08-04T21:09:11.989+02:00Efemeridades QuotidianasNão fumo à mais ou menos um ano* ( nunca fui boa para datas), o meu corpo resolveu comemorar o momento atirando-me para cama com uma tosse que faz com que pareça que me vou partir toda.<br />No meio de tanto xarope, mel, e chá disto e aquilo, restam-me as manhãs de Jazz que o J. inventou para me aconchegar na minha rouquidão.<br /><br />*festas raras e bebedeiras esporádicas não contam.. :sBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-59663859103978167242009-07-07T22:04:00.002+02:002009-07-07T22:06:57.172+02:00Gozos Caseiros<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXInoQi5wbYeqfzE93xt9Qqgtja0l6SeyH5lMlMlLNt3wAs0RzO8DAm0dS0UIG6qeKhWFmcht040tC_V0L4frrMfSwqOEWYpE1vXep30hEM25eT7AxSXexl6Qpbhz77Tw2g8eqkw/s1600-h/entre_les_murs02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXInoQi5wbYeqfzE93xt9Qqgtja0l6SeyH5lMlMlLNt3wAs0RzO8DAm0dS0UIG6qeKhWFmcht040tC_V0L4frrMfSwqOEWYpE1vXep30hEM25eT7AxSXexl6Qpbhz77Tw2g8eqkw/s400/entre_les_murs02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355811845218206946" border="0" /></a>BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-12684603683006598922009-06-25T02:31:00.006+02:002009-06-25T02:40:48.915+02:00Embaraços<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KLbWGgMwY3NjkDrWAnWlYdUJjioza0ll4uRWaVVyV6jpBtD45g06yUHluVP_798WfNwgjUMXk22kkEmnn_AswwiSY0QXlrqQjugceDdLTnshvZDC69S1d6QoVkc6HMP5ABJH8w/s1600-h/Edouard+Boubat,+I%C2%B4le+Sanit+Louis,+1975.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KLbWGgMwY3NjkDrWAnWlYdUJjioza0ll4uRWaVVyV6jpBtD45g06yUHluVP_798WfNwgjUMXk22kkEmnn_AswwiSY0QXlrqQjugceDdLTnshvZDC69S1d6QoVkc6HMP5ABJH8w/s400/Edouard+Boubat,+I%C2%B4le+Sanit+Louis,+1975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351056711055874082" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >Trabalho o poema sobre uma hipótese: o amor<br />que se despeja no copo da vida, até meio, como se<br />o pudéssemos beber de um trago.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" >Poema: Plano, Nuno Júdice<br />Fotografia: Edouard Boubat</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-64758812935912479892009-06-24T22:11:00.000+02:002009-06-24T22:12:30.918+02:00We Are The People<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tj_Nlm0871E&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tj_Nlm0871E&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Empire of the Sun <br /><br />BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-88505034210999912812009-06-23T02:05:00.005+02:002009-06-23T02:11:01.046+02:00Devaneios XXXV<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPAJuwPilKgflpg2Vi63DBF5qcq4LORaCokSKCxzv4AUCfyhGs0ttYSExx7hygz8spOEDZ9jmLLLRiUGyfm7TnkE07b-EJCQwE9lS0BB-km8kbDs1LKX1DZVs7SEhX1wcqSHVm3w/s1600-h/Diva_Delight_by_xxANGeLiCFRuiTCaKExx.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPAJuwPilKgflpg2Vi63DBF5qcq4LORaCokSKCxzv4AUCfyhGs0ttYSExx7hygz8spOEDZ9jmLLLRiUGyfm7TnkE07b-EJCQwE9lS0BB-km8kbDs1LKX1DZVs7SEhX1wcqSHVm3w/s400/Diva_Delight_by_xxANGeLiCFRuiTCaKExx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350307444160768786" border="0" /></a>Leva-me assim no teu carrinho de compras. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Para sempre.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Bárbara<br /></div></div>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-39078472437270655292009-06-21T23:29:00.001+02:002009-06-21T23:29:45.951+02:00Florian<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4vmAV4OdbM&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4vmAV4OdbM&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Coco RosieBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-89836179263365370832009-06-04T02:24:00.003+02:002009-06-04T02:31:37.160+02:00Mesa de Cabeceira XVI<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Marta sonhou, nessa noite, que Filiberto, esse saduceu, esse amalecita de coração incircuncioso, fugia com Benedita dentro de um caixote que vogava sozinho ao sabor das àguas do Reno.</span> (...)<br /></div><br />A Obra ao Negro, Marguerite YourcenorBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-53081868558355974912009-06-03T01:24:00.006+02:002009-06-03T01:34:43.154+02:00Gozos Caseiros<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMvzgmwV5HDYlEi6dCnx6nXPf5ocLkAOeGcxSxyDT-4bqsupOuQ1cB1DvnR2eScmdWiv2HPF6yPt9ii9adGkfRIgX9GMMRB9mXcxSdEq6vEGZADMcu4KnpAMufwMrn28tRgup-Q/s1600-h/nicol+marai+s+passenger.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMvzgmwV5HDYlEi6dCnx6nXPf5ocLkAOeGcxSxyDT-4bqsupOuQ1cB1DvnR2eScmdWiv2HPF6yPt9ii9adGkfRIgX9GMMRB9mXcxSdEq6vEGZADMcu4KnpAMufwMrn28tRgup-Q/s400/nicol+marai+s+passenger.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342877144145518722" border="0" /></a>Filme: Profissão: Repórter, Michelangelo Antonioni<br /><br />BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-30502286790460824962009-05-29T14:47:00.003+02:002009-05-29T15:44:08.189+02:00Devaneios XXXIV<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAv0A5OCqKQjwiY567LeKG8aWd159DOc6TbBsjpeVspCvQP_u_-c5e1ObVBLw1wz7785dLAWEK436IOLdU60sU1Kc1-N0RiGv213epWz7N5taIBJdhHsZ3pUkP2EUqJ-Z5IPUdYg/s1600-h/RetroBirthday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAv0A5OCqKQjwiY567LeKG8aWd159DOc6TbBsjpeVspCvQP_u_-c5e1ObVBLw1wz7785dLAWEK436IOLdU60sU1Kc1-N0RiGv213epWz7N5taIBJdhHsZ3pUkP2EUqJ-Z5IPUdYg/s400/RetroBirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341226842490599170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Casei os anos!<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bárbara</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></div></div>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-20563045520069425852009-05-25T02:13:00.002+02:002009-05-25T02:13:59.319+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipENoF6AyVfaZKeMh6zTwSftHxtCg8vxdcPigPbSfEZIlr7IwdAo_gwLm4SZLfnZLrIDp4OwhPc4kreyAioyHDWVQcwPA8lah7NjufYTFxI_IN4lGX5-jEYyAufujOn1WslsvaCg/s1600-h/Jesca+Hoop2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipENoF6AyVfaZKeMh6zTwSftHxtCg8vxdcPigPbSfEZIlr7IwdAo_gwLm4SZLfnZLrIDp4OwhPc4kreyAioyHDWVQcwPA8lah7NjufYTFxI_IN4lGX5-jEYyAufujOn1WslsvaCg/s400/Jesca+Hoop2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339548020890986258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">4 Junho - Mercado Negro - Aveiro<br />5 Junho - Velha-a-Branca - Braga<br />6 Junho - Via Latina - Coimbra<br /><br />Bárbara<br /></div>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-17172403669627698452009-05-12T17:29:00.003+02:002009-05-12T17:34:38.712+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSH1V6vbEk1M5oLFOqo-k3raJ2e2ewYqyvLDlqcZgVNuS1UyEwLBiaYeGlrxZA6WDthVavYKI5X5KdJirWkhguzA6JPS1taizH0ID7xsIkgfVmHJ9PBBl9A2vxJexxghaQ0bxUzQ/s1600-h/image_media.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSH1V6vbEk1M5oLFOqo-k3raJ2e2ewYqyvLDlqcZgVNuS1UyEwLBiaYeGlrxZA6WDthVavYKI5X5KdJirWkhguzA6JPS1taizH0ID7xsIkgfVmHJ9PBBl9A2vxJexxghaQ0bxUzQ/s400/image_media.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334960114184996818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Matem esta gata POR FAVOR!</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Bárbara</span><br /></div></div>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-46600560066972528512009-05-04T12:35:00.004+02:002009-05-04T12:38:32.137+02:00French Navy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishQ5WvyOxnEw1j_2ZoS_Tp1ehRiQW0l1nTcqsfSWL0WU-MhLc3316MNQ7yWkAjZlJg6lmNO0GmMRu7ea4PECJ-VAVtafFfgAIqU6ZabuNCkk9Z_1ojsLDTzL69lsEeVWkJF6nNQ/s1600-h/106371.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishQ5WvyOxnEw1j_2ZoS_Tp1ehRiQW0l1nTcqsfSWL0WU-MhLc3316MNQ7yWkAjZlJg6lmNO0GmMRu7ea4PECJ-VAVtafFfgAIqU6ZabuNCkk9Z_1ojsLDTzL69lsEeVWkJF6nNQ/s400/106371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331915902089402290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hH9n8LVY0vs&hl=pt-br&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hH9n8LVY0vs&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><br />Camera ObscuraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-40952468467351332092009-05-04T11:57:00.001+02:002009-05-04T11:58:50.809+02:00Cannes 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWGaSBiK7bC9LMGuE1Y7mrqsnMyZ9UhUoQ6Xa13dCWzUqLsTWcg93BqNemew6CFrUKEOAjRqd5Qws6XKq_zakn40jcfWpLMIX3SJgflyScXJVSZYNKyB8yCid04hw23Irn-q2JQ/s1600-h/ilNim1OLlWnipWHlZJFt.htm"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWGaSBiK7bC9LMGuE1Y7mrqsnMyZ9UhUoQ6Xa13dCWzUqLsTWcg93BqNemew6CFrUKEOAjRqd5Qws6XKq_zakn40jcfWpLMIX3SJgflyScXJVSZYNKyB8yCid04hw23Irn-q2JQ/s400/ilNim1OLlWnipWHlZJFt.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331906020211548690" border="0" /></a><br />BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-63673688835907942042009-04-17T12:40:00.002+02:002009-04-17T12:44:56.537+02:00Pausa<div style="text-align: justify;">Dos caixotes amontoados ainda pela casa toda com as nossas vidas lá dentro, da falta que me fazes no dia-a-dia, do meu corpo estar pelo Porto e o meu coração em Lisboa, vai-se vivendo assim e ainda sem net por mais algum tempo.<br /></div><br />Até já.<br /><br />BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-76401042945043106842009-03-27T18:21:00.004+01:002009-03-27T18:27:50.765+01:00Efemeridades QuotidianasOs meus dias são salvos pelas borboletas na barriga que se criam de cada vez que estamos juntos.<br /> ...já falta pouco... enganamos o tempo à espera de mais uma hora de contemplação.<br /><br />BárbaraBárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-82245658275398678722009-03-19T22:30:00.002+01:002009-03-19T22:32:13.372+01:00Devaneios XXXIII<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQQ-YrC1WmdyadIiOjNf_wvBHUZd7B_R4ZfZE-alFgDGyh_0Csv6e8NIcJDQj16pjNCzKaLwBUVXqeqzT0z9UcHhS5zIE-Qwxv4KPAXDS2r3eBdEajBTbuPmRo0_4e-Qb3FVxPA/s1600-h/fo_champ_newt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 371px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQQ-YrC1WmdyadIiOjNf_wvBHUZd7B_R4ZfZE-alFgDGyh_0Csv6e8NIcJDQj16pjNCzKaLwBUVXqeqzT0z9UcHhS5zIE-Qwxv4KPAXDS2r3eBdEajBTbuPmRo0_4e-Qb3FVxPA/s400/fo_champ_newt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315014754121967714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hoje, beijo-me mais uma vez.<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Bárbara<br /></div></div>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33709378.post-37666415327904137222009-03-16T23:34:00.003+01:002009-03-16T23:39:36.848+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wOudmjg_ZXpX4YTG_Ulux-kIVB7rL35JynFAd_QEfZYhLwDPzKwcosONgiUgVoweeKbZVXrhzgkpj0Rg_DLBeqGms3GyzFP-0j2_sGDE0Q40inlKGD6nBAcPr2kddZT-aKWODg/s1600-h/HQ5113-001-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wOudmjg_ZXpX4YTG_Ulux-kIVB7rL35JynFAd_QEfZYhLwDPzKwcosONgiUgVoweeKbZVXrhzgkpj0Rg_DLBeqGms3GyzFP-0j2_sGDE0Q40inlKGD6nBAcPr2kddZT-aKWODg/s400/HQ5113-001-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313918549168703602" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Se perguntarem por mim, digam: <span style="font-size:180%;">Anda <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">em mudanças!</span></span></strong><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><br /><br /></span></span></strong>Bárbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04980867742287184250noreply@blogger.com2