<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:20:37.002-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Olhares da Lud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-8378005190538532405</id><published>2010-03-25T22:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:18:41.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Itamaraty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452745494587871074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S6wLIy-Fj2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/xkPafB7k7kw/s400/Itamaraty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah! O Palácio do Itamaraty!&lt;br /&gt;Esse belo prédio do arquiteto Oscar Niemeyer e do engenheiro estrutural Joaquim Cardozode é a sede do Ministério das Relações Exteriores do Brasil e está situado na Explanada dos Ministérios, em Brasília - DF.&lt;br /&gt;É rodeado por um espelho d´água e possui uma famosa escultura: O Meteoro, do artista Bruno Giorgi. O paisagismo é um trabalho de Roberto Burle Marx.&lt;br /&gt;Foi construído entre 1963 e 1970, tendo sido inaugurado em 21 de abril de 1970.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apesar de eu não haver postado aqui foto do interior, é um lugar que vale a pena entrar para conhecer.  Na entrada no salão principal existe uma escada helicoidal que é uma verdadeira escultura.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, a Rainha Elizabeth II, da Inglaterra, em visita à Capital do Brasil, na década de 60, admirou: “Nunca vi um palácio tão harmoniosamente belo!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-8378005190538532405?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/8378005190538532405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=8378005190538532405&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8378005190538532405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8378005190538532405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/03/itamaraty.html' title='Itamaraty!'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S6wLIy-Fj2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/xkPafB7k7kw/s72-c/Itamaraty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2773260438910442567</id><published>2010-03-15T21:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:23:30.564-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esquadrilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449023870053452050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S57SVvMpCRI/AAAAAAAAAyE/tdZizDljklA/s400/esquadrilha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esquadrilha da Fumaça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manobras arriscadas e muita fumaça.&lt;br /&gt;Formam desenhos harmônicos no céu que impressionam e encantam.&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto foi tirada durante a chamada "Semana da Asa", em 2009, em Belo Horizonte - Minas Gerais - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;No dia que em que se apresenta a Esqudrilha da Fumaça, a base aérea também tem exibição de adestramento de cães, banda, aviões da força aérea brasileira, caças, etc. É um espetáculo que vale a pena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2773260438910442567?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2773260438910442567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2773260438910442567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2773260438910442567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2773260438910442567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/03/esquadrilha.html' title='Esquadrilha'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S57SVvMpCRI/AAAAAAAAAyE/tdZizDljklA/s72-c/esquadrilha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2339476485765179074</id><published>2010-03-03T23:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T10:43:39.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Moqueca bahiana</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608230291683554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S48iVrO0OOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rkDU0zSFhNs/s400/moqueca.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a seção "degustando"...&lt;br /&gt;Uma legítima moqueca bahiana!&lt;br /&gt;Ao chegar em Salvador, alguns pratos da culinária local não podem ser esqucidos: uma boa moqueca é um deles. Nunca foi meu prato favorito, mesmo porque, frutos do mar normalmente não me agradam muito, mas desgustada no restaurante do Mercado Modelo, a moqueca, a pimenta e o clima tornam o momento perfeito!&lt;br /&gt;Ao ver a foto, a vontade reascende...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2339476485765179074?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2339476485765179074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2339476485765179074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2339476485765179074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2339476485765179074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/03/moqueca-bahiana.html' title='Moqueca bahiana'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S48iVrO0OOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rkDU0zSFhNs/s72-c/moqueca.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-3493657671819523050</id><published>2010-03-03T23:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:47:16.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Herança portuguesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444607866187825650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S48iAe1sQfI/AAAAAAAAAv8/lCS9MZk_AQU/s400/Azulejos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Azulejos portugueses no Interior da Igreja de São Francisco, no Pelourinho, em Salvador - Bahia - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construída no século XVIII, é uma das mais ricas do Brasil e considerada o mais belo exemplar do barroco português no mundo. O templo tem o interior todo recoberto em ouro e jacarandá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosidades:&lt;br /&gt;- Conta-se que foram utilizados mil quilos de ouro em pó só para moldar a talha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Os azulejos foram trazidos  diretamente de Portugal para a ornamentação das paredes internas da Igreja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Os anjos, como foram esculpidos pelos escravos, possuem traços dos negros, principalmente percebidos pelo formato dos narizes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O fato é que a Igreja é belíssima e o painel de azulejos encanta pela riqueza de detalhes e pela perfeição da pintura. É mais um lugar que vale a pena conhecer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-3493657671819523050?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/3493657671819523050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=3493657671819523050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3493657671819523050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3493657671819523050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/03/heranca-portuguesa.html' title='Herança portuguesa'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S48iAe1sQfI/AAAAAAAAAv8/lCS9MZk_AQU/s72-c/Azulejos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-3451192570946466116</id><published>2010-02-22T22:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:22:32.435-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias! Cor! Desejos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441242106803710562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S4Ms3gDu6mI/AAAAAAAAAvc/OsYFNmGxsg0/s400/Fitinhas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois de um período de férias, estou de volta apresentando meus olhares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A foto acima foi feita na Igreja do Bonfim, em Salvador - Bahia - Brasil!&lt;br /&gt;Em cada fitinha, três nós, três desejos!&lt;br /&gt;Fiz os meus, como não poderia deixar de ser, mas também capturei essa imagem para que todos pudessem receber as boas vibrações que as cores e os sonhos trazem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-3451192570946466116?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/3451192570946466116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=3451192570946466116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3451192570946466116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3451192570946466116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/02/ferias-cor-desejos.html' title='Férias! Cor! Desejos!'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S4Ms3gDu6mI/AAAAAAAAAvc/OsYFNmGxsg0/s72-c/Fitinhas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5690207150385406893</id><published>2010-01-28T10:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:22:00.420-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Luz na escuridão</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431239795547095282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S1-j0W-MwPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/IYWFWFpR12U/s400/048Serra+Igreja.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa igreja está na Serra da Piedade, em Minas Gerais e por haver um observatório ao lado, a iluminação é direcionada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou seja, em meio ao breu da noite fria do alto da Serra, a fachada da igreja é iluminada e nos traz essa imagem belíssima.&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente, a luz e o clima são percebidos muito vagamente através dessa foto, mas a minha sensação ainda está no meu rosto e na minha memória...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5690207150385406893?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5690207150385406893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5690207150385406893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5690207150385406893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5690207150385406893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/01/luz-na-escuridao.html' title='Luz na escuridão'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S1-j0W-MwPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/IYWFWFpR12U/s72-c/048Serra+Igreja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-6723127447012681785</id><published>2010-01-27T00:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:07:45.076-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É um cemitério</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426053293529394722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S002uNUobiI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RHSxKByUilw/s400/045Cemit%C3%A9rio+BsAs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belas esculturas que poderiam fazer parte de algum museu ou poderiam estar decorando jardins...&lt;br /&gt;Mas estas não. Elas estão em um cemitério na Argentina. O cemitério aonde está enterrada Eva Peron!&lt;br /&gt;Caminhar por entre lápides nunca me atraiu, mas em um lugar como esses, você acaba se esquecendo de one está e aprecia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-6723127447012681785?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/6723127447012681785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=6723127447012681785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6723127447012681785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6723127447012681785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-um-cemiterio.html' title='É um cemitério'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S002uNUobiI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RHSxKByUilw/s72-c/045Cemit%C3%A9rio+BsAs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2900690240994508424</id><published>2010-01-18T23:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:57:55.358-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Macro / Micro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428258525899278642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S1UMXoE2STI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Ajdd8rptGyU/s400/Miolo.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428258663292477746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S1UMfn58ITI/AAAAAAAAAuk/FQOSkbOD6rg/s400/Miolo2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhar macro, olhar micro.&lt;br /&gt;As duas imagens mostram detalhes captados pela câmera, mas ela não captou o que seus olhos percebem neste momento e o que o seu coração sente.&lt;br /&gt;São detalhes que não poderiam ter sido pintados.&lt;br /&gt;Através de perfeições como essas, posso acreditar na existência de um ser supremo. Maior do que todos nós que não teríamos o poder de realizar algo tão maravilhoso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2900690240994508424?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2900690240994508424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2900690240994508424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2900690240994508424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2900690240994508424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/01/macro-micro.html' title='Macro / Micro'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S1UMXoE2STI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Ajdd8rptGyU/s72-c/Miolo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7082470726132609655</id><published>2010-01-13T00:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:33:21.573-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piedade</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426043874621469202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S00uJ9J_MhI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lJmHMp_OT5c/s400/039Serra+da+Piedade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serra da Piedade - Caeté - Minas Gerais - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que uma imagem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A luz tem um efeito muito especial aqui. O ambiente é todo escuro e a luz está direcionada apenas ao que realmente interessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale observar. O lugar é todo especial. De dia ou de noite. À noite as luzes criam uma atmosfera ainda mais interessante, mas a qualquer hora o espetáculo é surpreendente, mesmo porque, o clima é especial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A foto não é muito recente, mas a qualquer hora que puder visitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7082470726132609655?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7082470726132609655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7082470726132609655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7082470726132609655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7082470726132609655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/01/piedade.html' title='Piedade'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S00uJ9J_MhI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lJmHMp_OT5c/s72-c/039Serra+da+Piedade.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2096190928087017357</id><published>2010-01-08T17:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:37:00.721-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amontoados</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424146251842155282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S0ZwRxbRcxI/AAAAAAAAAt8/u7bjYgEiFOs/s400/039Navios+metal+BsAs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa peça é uma verdadeira obra de arte! Barcos amontoados.&lt;br /&gt;Muito interessante!&lt;br /&gt;Feita em ferro, lembra aqueles barquinhos de papel que fazíamos quando éramos crianças...&lt;br /&gt;Que tempo bom! Que maravilha o artista poder transformar, brincar com o nosso imaginário e fazer como antes, mas de uma forma inusitada!&lt;br /&gt;Mais um click, claro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2096190928087017357?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2096190928087017357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2096190928087017357&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2096190928087017357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2096190928087017357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/01/amontoados.html' title='Amontoados'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S0ZwRxbRcxI/AAAAAAAAAt8/u7bjYgEiFOs/s72-c/039Navios+metal+BsAs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-8848923220889547567</id><published>2010-01-07T21:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:34:22.911-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequenos detalhes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424143130951061378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S0ZtcHM2j4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/q9cy87JUs3E/s400/038Flores.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Flor pequena, mas com seu charme.&lt;br /&gt;Chama a atenção pela cor viva e pulsante.&lt;br /&gt;Fotografar de perto... focar...&lt;br /&gt;Observar pequenas coisas me faz imaginar como são importantes os detalhes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-8848923220889547567?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/8848923220889547567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=8848923220889547567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8848923220889547567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8848923220889547567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2010/01/pequenos-detalhes.html' title='Pequenos detalhes'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S0ZtcHM2j4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/q9cy87JUs3E/s72-c/038Flores.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-9061286637827321742</id><published>2009-12-25T22:35:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:46:21.045-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal - luz e cor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419339151576583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SzVcPtcWzmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/C0E4jW4jNVc/s400/Natal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natal - luz e cor! Saúde e Esperança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natal - presente!&lt;br /&gt;Presente - amor!&lt;br /&gt;Amor - esperança!&lt;br /&gt;Esperança - paz!&lt;br /&gt;Paz - Deus!&lt;br /&gt;Deus - Natal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-9061286637827321742?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/9061286637827321742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=9061286637827321742&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/9061286637827321742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/9061286637827321742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/natal-luz-e-cor.html' title='Natal - luz e cor'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SzVcPtcWzmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/C0E4jW4jNVc/s72-c/Natal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7654367679063170361</id><published>2009-12-23T11:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:15:00.131-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavalos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SzACL6MqsdI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yJU-oISCKyo/s1600-h/037Quadro+cavalos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417832755350909394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SzACL6MqsdI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yJU-oISCKyo/s400/037Quadro+cavalos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SzAByGXU2vI/AAAAAAAAAtM/VdzivpGjMEA/s1600-h/037Quadro+cavalos.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse é um quadro muito interessante. Os traços jogados formam cavalos, cavaleiro e chicote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É incrível como o artista inventa maneiras de mostrar do que é capaz. De mostrar sua arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprecio todo tipo de arte. Não que eu seja entendida do assunto, mas entendo que as pessoas se expressam como querem e procuram, de certa forma, aprovação para o que fazem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É claro que muitos artistas não esperam ser amados, mas, em sua maioria, quem faz, espera ser aplaudido, como quem cozinha espera agradar seus degustadores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tive dom para arte alguma. Sou criativa, mas fica tudo na minha imaginação...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Portanto, fotografo tudo para que possam apreciar comigo os belos retratos da vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7654367679063170361?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7654367679063170361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7654367679063170361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7654367679063170361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7654367679063170361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/cavalos.html' title='Cavalos'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SzACL6MqsdI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yJU-oISCKyo/s72-c/037Quadro+cavalos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5024060720637690011</id><published>2009-12-22T15:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:01:00.207-02:00</updated><title type='text'>La Bocca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sy_-Zg01BVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/rPv0qCJYx4w/s1600-h/036La+boca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417828591011693906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sy_-Zg01BVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/rPv0qCJYx4w/s400/036La+boca.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em La Bocca, famoso bairro de Buenos Aires, capital da Argentina, encontrei essas "pessoas" e não pude deixar de clicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bairro em si já é especial. Por ser próximo ao porto, muito imigrantes chegavam em busca de trabalho e se instalavam por lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A história que é contada por lá é que os imigrantes costumavam pintar suas casas com as tintas que sobravam dos navios que atracavam no porto, daí que as casas locais são uma atração à parte, feitas com tabuas de madeira, placas e telhas de metal pintadas em cores fortes e variadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em La Bocca há um estádio muito conhecido: La Bombonera. Mas isso é um assunto para outro dia. Em breve postarei imagens deste símbolo argentino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5024060720637690011?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5024060720637690011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5024060720637690011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5024060720637690011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5024060720637690011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-bocca.html' title='La Bocca'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sy_-Zg01BVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/rPv0qCJYx4w/s72-c/036La+boca.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-1744312231586021208</id><published>2009-12-21T20:44:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:01:08.095-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rio Rio Rio</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417824110087988530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sy_6UsFXZTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4a-HT49Y-mQ/s400/035Cristo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A estátua do Cristo Redentor possui cerca de 38 metros de altura e fica no topo do morro do Corcovado, na cidade do Rio de Janeiro. A grandiosidade impressiona. Perto dela nos sentimos pequenininhos, mas sentimos q podemos estar mais perto de Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O projeto, feito de pedra-sabão e considerado patrimônio histórico desde 1937, é do engenheiro Heitor Silva Costa, com colaboração do escultor francês de origem polonesa Paul Landowski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta cidade realmente é maravilhosa, cheia de encantos mil! Berço do samba e das lindas canções/Que vivem n'alma da gente/És o altar dos nossos corações/Que cantam alegremente/Jardim florido de amor e saudade/Terra que a todos seduz/Que Deus te cubra de felicidade/Ninho de sonho e de luz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-1744312231586021208?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/1744312231586021208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=1744312231586021208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/1744312231586021208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/1744312231586021208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/rio-rio-rio.html' title='Rio Rio Rio'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sy_6UsFXZTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4a-HT49Y-mQ/s72-c/035Cristo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-4192405018154997527</id><published>2009-12-19T10:31:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:31:00.297-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Só trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415254213879156706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybZBCq0T-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/3UmYubX3mD8/s400/034Capinando.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volto a falar do trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho do campo, o trabalho braçal.&lt;br /&gt;Pouco remunerado, mas muito esforçado.&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca pegou no cabo de uma enxada não sabe o peso que tem, se é que me entende.&lt;br /&gt;Tive que registrar essa foto, mas gostaria que sentissem como eu senti vendo a cena ao vivo. Mas, pelos meus olhares, sintam o frescor e o calor que emana desta imagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-4192405018154997527?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/4192405018154997527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=4192405018154997527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/4192405018154997527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/4192405018154997527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-trabalho.html' title='Só trabalho'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybZBCq0T-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/3UmYubX3mD8/s72-c/034Capinando.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2720777445854061583</id><published>2009-12-18T17:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:23:00.577-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandacaru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415251994562432978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybW_3Eej9I/AAAAAAAAAss/Ir5JMYsGqT0/s400/033Mandacaru.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mandacaru&lt;br /&gt;Quando fulora na seca&lt;br /&gt;É o siná que a chuva chega&lt;br /&gt;No sertão&lt;br /&gt;Toda menina que enjôa&lt;br /&gt;Da boneca&lt;br /&gt;É siná que o amor&lt;br /&gt;Já chegou no coração..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2720777445854061583?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2720777445854061583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2720777445854061583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2720777445854061583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2720777445854061583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/mandacaru.html' title='Mandacaru'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybW_3Eej9I/AAAAAAAAAss/Ir5JMYsGqT0/s72-c/033Mandacaru.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5186504595848840388</id><published>2009-12-17T16:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:20:00.143-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415251412832998002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybWd_9X0nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/EROhlStGwMg/s400/032Pitty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa cadelinha era da minha irmã. Nome: Pitty.&lt;br /&gt;A raça é Lhasa Apso. Lhasa é a capital do Tibet e Apso significa sentinela que late.&lt;br /&gt;É um cão dócil e corajoso. O pelo é longo e exige muita escovação. Por ser de pequeno porte e muito higiênico, pode ser criado em apartamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Essa cadelinha teve que ser doada, mas é bem cuidada na casa de uns amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sua carinha apaixona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5186504595848840388?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5186504595848840388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5186504595848840388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5186504595848840388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5186504595848840388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/pitty.html' title='Pitty'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybWd_9X0nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/EROhlStGwMg/s72-c/032Pitty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-8657425006519886449</id><published>2009-12-16T12:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:16:01.171-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Navio Cassino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415250380444828578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybVh6A2g6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-e7ZeVOZeso/s400/031Navio+Cassino.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta foto eu tirei na Argentina. O Cassino está em um navio em Puerto Madero.&lt;br /&gt;À noite as luzes iluminam de forma explendorosa! Dentro não se pode fotografar, mas garanto que as imagens estão registradas em minha mente e para sempre serão lembradas!&lt;br /&gt;Local requintado, pessoas muitíssimo arrumadas, o barulho das moedas nas máquinas e dos dados nas mesas! Imagens e sons que não se esquece!&lt;br /&gt;Obviamente apostei com algumas moedas, como não poderia deixar de ser...&lt;br /&gt;É um lugar que vale a pena conhecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-8657425006519886449?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/8657425006519886449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=8657425006519886449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8657425006519886449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8657425006519886449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/navio-cassino.html' title='Navio Cassino'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SybVh6A2g6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-e7ZeVOZeso/s72-c/031Navio+Cassino.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7187121399387622888</id><published>2009-12-15T16:25:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:25:00.372-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catadeiras de Coco</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414793820201218482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SyU2SmkS8bI/AAAAAAAAAsU/cGEFeUvCqXk/s400/030Quadro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este é um quadro português que minha mãe tinha em casa.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre gostei de observá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cidade ao fundo, os vestidos longos, as "mãos nas cadeiras".&lt;br /&gt;Uma catadeira de cocos descança.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso lá vem outra equilibrando na cabeça a sua cesta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a bela paisagem... o trabalho... e a nostalgia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7187121399387622888?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7187121399387622888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7187121399387622888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7187121399387622888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7187121399387622888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/catadeiras-de-coco.html' title='Catadeiras de Coco'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SyU2SmkS8bI/AAAAAAAAAsU/cGEFeUvCqXk/s72-c/030Quadro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-9167176507089032266</id><published>2009-12-14T16:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:34:00.125-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frango na cerveja</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414791035414461282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SyUzwgbZO2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ksfvk5j20I8/s400/029Frango+na+cerveja.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almoço feito por mim, num dia de inspiração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso que o  sabor de uma comida não é só o que importa, o visual também conta.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso hoje posto esta foto que me faz lembrar do gosto desta refeição e do carinho com que foi preparada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-9167176507089032266?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/9167176507089032266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=9167176507089032266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/9167176507089032266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/9167176507089032266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/frango-na-cerveja.html' title='Frango na cerveja'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SyUzwgbZO2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ksfvk5j20I8/s72-c/029Frango+na+cerveja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-6116494458983578550</id><published>2009-12-13T17:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:12:00.275-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catete</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412976268181156002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sx7BPJqOsKI/AAAAAAAAAr8/a0NIdE-XxuU/s400/028Grade+Pal%C3%A1cio+do+Catete.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este é um detalhe da grade do Palácio do Catete, no Rio de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antiga sede da Presidência da República (entre 1897 e 1960), hoje Museu da República, o Palácio do Catete é carregado de história. História de poder, história de glória, história de lágrimas, história do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem a arquitetura neoclássica com a fachada revestida de granito e mármore rosa e com portais emoldurados por mármore branco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um belo local para ser observado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-6116494458983578550?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/6116494458983578550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=6116494458983578550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6116494458983578550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6116494458983578550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/catete.html' title='Catete'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sx7BPJqOsKI/AAAAAAAAAr8/a0NIdE-XxuU/s72-c/028Grade+Pal%C3%A1cio+do+Catete.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-3196371502068547268</id><published>2009-12-12T18:10:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:09:07.772-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os candangos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412975838980470482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sx7A2Kwz9tI/AAAAAAAAAr0/sb9yu5EvYxY/s400/027Candangos+Pra%C3%A7a+3+poderes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Situada na Praça dos Três Poderes, em Brasília, esta escultura de bronze, possui oito metros de altura e foi feita no ano de 1959 por Bruni Giorgi, em homenagem aos trabalhadores que construíram a cidade de Brasília.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me senti pequena diante desse monumento, mas a grandiosidade aqui não diz respeito apenas ao tamanho, mas também à imponência, ao significado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei dizer se é belo, mas é, com certeza, marcante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-3196371502068547268?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/3196371502068547268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=3196371502068547268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3196371502068547268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3196371502068547268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-candangos.html' title='Os candangos'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sx7A2Kwz9tI/AAAAAAAAAr0/sb9yu5EvYxY/s72-c/027Candangos+Pra%C3%A7a+3+poderes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-416095255635267955</id><published>2009-12-11T12:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:44:00.120-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lá vai o trem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412969177020185538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sx66yZBtO8I/AAAAAAAAArs/_8uF1YPzKhg/s400/026Trem.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria fumaça - Liga as cidades de São Lourenço a Soledade de Minas, em Minas Gerais - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá vai o trem...&lt;br /&gt;Transporte muito antigo e muito útil. Pessoas e cargas vão e vêm.&lt;br /&gt;Crianças à beira da estrada esperam as balas que são atiradas pelos passageiros. Perigo misturado à satisfação pelo doce que virá.&lt;br /&gt;Pela janela admiramos a natureza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A viagem é lenta, mas a tranqüilidade compensa.&lt;br /&gt;O gosto do interior vem de novo à boca!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-416095255635267955?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/416095255635267955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=416095255635267955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/416095255635267955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/416095255635267955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-vai-o-trem.html' title='Lá vai o trem!'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sx66yZBtO8I/AAAAAAAAArs/_8uF1YPzKhg/s72-c/026Trem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-3503285052989318723</id><published>2009-12-10T17:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:27:00.213-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Taberna</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411526779036713058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sxma7xz_QGI/AAAAAAAAArc/amFCTbIagFo/s400/025Prato.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In taberna quando sumus&lt;br /&gt;non curamus quit sit humus,&lt;br /&gt;sed ad ludum properamus,&lt;br /&gt;cui semper insudamus.&lt;br /&gt;Quid agatur in taberna,&lt;br /&gt;ubi nummus est pincerna,&lt;br /&gt;hoc est opus ut queratur,&lt;br /&gt;si quid loquar, audiatur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trecho de "In taberna quando sumus" de Carl Orff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-3503285052989318723?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/3503285052989318723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=3503285052989318723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3503285052989318723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3503285052989318723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/taberna.html' title='Taberna'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sxma7xz_QGI/AAAAAAAAArc/amFCTbIagFo/s72-c/025Prato.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2547251282450031798</id><published>2009-12-09T11:15:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:15:00.188-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quantos cocos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411523696841685650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmYIXvbepI/AAAAAAAAArU/n8r6s2byEY0/s400/024Coqueiro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: Tirada em Piúma - Espírito Santo - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantos cocos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do coco: água (pra beber), polpa (pra comer), casca (pra inventar).&lt;br /&gt;É um alimento rico, com sais minerais, vitaminas, proteínas, carboidratos, cálcio, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Dele tudo se aproveita e a natureza não cobra nada.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitar a vida é essencial. Aproveitar o que a natureza nos oferece é imprescindível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto me dá água na boca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2547251282450031798?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2547251282450031798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2547251282450031798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2547251282450031798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2547251282450031798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/quantos-cocos.html' title='Quantos cocos!'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmYIXvbepI/AAAAAAAAArU/n8r6s2byEY0/s72-c/024Coqueiro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2751398476194308692</id><published>2009-12-08T20:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:45:00.653-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Águas Quentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411516181159407890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmRS5pI8RI/AAAAAAAAArM/c8jG3eylHSU/s400/023Caldas+Novas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto tirada na entrada da cidade de Caldas Novas, em Goiás - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito interessante este monumento. A força da água faz com que a enorme pedra no topo se movimente. É lindo de se ver.&lt;br /&gt;E o céu tão azul... complementa o visual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cidade atrai muitos turistas por ser considerada a maior estância hidrotermal do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;As águas, naturalmente aquecidas, podem chegar a 58°C e possuem muitos efeitos medicinais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vá a Caldas Novas procurando muita agitação. É um lugar bom para distrair, mas principalmente para relaxar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2751398476194308692?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2751398476194308692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2751398476194308692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2751398476194308692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2751398476194308692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/aguas-quentes.html' title='Águas Quentes'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmRS5pI8RI/AAAAAAAAArM/c8jG3eylHSU/s72-c/023Caldas+Novas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-6260942778765553600</id><published>2009-12-07T16:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:36:00.117-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É só um lustre</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411513727374402082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmPEElNIiI/AAAAAAAAArE/D7VOjPTDWbw/s400/022Lustre.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nessa foto, só um lustre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mim o significado é maior. Ele sempre enfeitou minha casa, desde que eu nasci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O estilo é bastante clássico. O seu desenho faz com que destaque em um ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;O dourado envelhecido dá um charme a mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é uma foto daquelas que serve bem para os saudosistas. E, como eu sou assim, precisei registrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-6260942778765553600?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/6260942778765553600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=6260942778765553600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6260942778765553600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6260942778765553600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-so-um-lustre.html' title='É só um lustre'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmPEElNIiI/AAAAAAAAArE/D7VOjPTDWbw/s72-c/022Lustre.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7286802020350847805</id><published>2009-12-06T13:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:26:00.799-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Boaiada</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411511269037643426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmM0-kDFqI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mPmi8iYPcQ8/s400/021Bois.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Esta foto foi tirada após uma carreata de carros de boi em Patroínio - Minas Gerais - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! O campo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto do ar da fazenda, do clima rural, do friozinho da madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto do leite fresco, da pamonha quentinha, do biscoito frito.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto do galo me acordando, da vaca parindo, do carro de boi rangendo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto das borboletas me perseguindo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto da tranqüilidade do campo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, fale a verdade, vendo a paz destes animais, não dá uma vontade imensa de sentar e apreciar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7286802020350847805?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7286802020350847805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7286802020350847805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7286802020350847805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7286802020350847805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/boaiada.html' title='Boaiada'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmM0-kDFqI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mPmi8iYPcQ8/s72-c/021Bois.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-9026508607310667609</id><published>2009-12-05T10:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:10:00.334-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Princesa Isabel</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411507288368717858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmJNRanoCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/qeTKR0cg8HQ/s400/020Congresso+Princesa+Isabel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busto de Isabel Cristina Leopoldina Augusta Micaela Rafaela Gonzaga de Bragança e Bourbon - a Princesa Isabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nascida no Rio de Janeiro, em 1846. Falecida em Paris, em 1921.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sancionou a Lei do Ventre Livre e a Lei Áurea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A história desta mulher é interessantíssima. Por muitos aspectos, me inspira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfeição e os detalhes da imagem me chamaram muita atenção e eu tentei captar o que pude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta imagem pode ser encontrada entre outros bustos de grandes personalidades no Congresso Nacional, em Brasília.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-9026508607310667609?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/9026508607310667609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=9026508607310667609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/9026508607310667609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/9026508607310667609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/princesa-isabel.html' title='Princesa Isabel'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SxmJNRanoCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/qeTKR0cg8HQ/s72-c/020Congresso+Princesa+Isabel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5833308598615386663</id><published>2009-12-04T08:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:45:08.043-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jardins</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410788875862309106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sxb70KRoePI/AAAAAAAAAqs/L5Ivd_oFYYM/s400/019Flor.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Com o tempo você vai percebendo que para ser feliz com outra pessoa, você precisa em primeiro lugar, não precisar dela.&lt;br /&gt;Percebe também que aquela pessoa que você ama ou acha que ama, e que não quer nada com você, definitivamente, não é a pessoa da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Você aprende a gostar de você, a cuidar de você e, principalmente, a gostar de quem também gosta de você.&lt;br /&gt;O segredo é não correr atrás das borboletas... é cuidar do jardim para que elas venham até você.&lt;br /&gt;No final das contas, você vai achar não quem você estava procurando, mas quem estava procurando por você..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5833308598615386663?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5833308598615386663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5833308598615386663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5833308598615386663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5833308598615386663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/com-o-tempo-voce-vai-percebendo-que.html' title='Jardins'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sxb70KRoePI/AAAAAAAAAqs/L5Ivd_oFYYM/s72-c/019Flor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2083249417715124103</id><published>2009-12-02T21:30:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:10:52.854-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrastão</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410786173859484066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sxb5W4h9UaI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ahdGBmdFPpM/s400/018Arrast%C3%A3o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A pesca... uma das mais antigas formas de se conseguir alimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Na foto acima: o "arrastão".&lt;br /&gt;Feito manualmente, acompanhei os pescadores na praia, logo cedo, recolhendo a imensa rede que haviam jogado ao mar para conseguir os peixes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A quantidade realmente impressiona.&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho é árduo e exige muita força e trabalho em equipe.&lt;br /&gt;A mim coube apenas admirar o trabalho daqueles homens simples que aprenderam com seus pais e que ensinam aos seus filhos tudo que podem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2083249417715124103?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2083249417715124103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2083249417715124103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2083249417715124103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2083249417715124103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/12/arrastao.html' title='Arrastão'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/Sxb5W4h9UaI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ahdGBmdFPpM/s72-c/018Arrast%C3%A3o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2183130400052715535</id><published>2009-11-27T13:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T13:19:00.915-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Refúgio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404876198968036130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH6REZ0CyI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ws3AaM2tsRw/s400/017Ref%C3%BAgio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sítio em Caeté - Minas Gerais - Brasil&lt;br /&gt;Refúgio. Para lá mando meus pensamentos. De lá busco minhas energias. Me renovo para continuar a luta. Refúgio. Os olhos descansam. O corpo descança. A alma é lavada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2183130400052715535?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2183130400052715535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2183130400052715535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2183130400052715535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2183130400052715535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/refugio.html' title='Refúgio'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH6REZ0CyI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ws3AaM2tsRw/s72-c/017Ref%C3%BAgio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2751767223699292073</id><published>2009-11-25T15:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:16:00.342-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Águas da Serra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404875444861675762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH5lLI2KPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/LLoCOT6yIYM/s400/013Serra+do+Cip%C3%B3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Serra do Cipó - Minas Gerais - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugar para relachar, lugar para divertir.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Lugar para pensar, lugar para esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar tranqüilo!&lt;br /&gt;Lugar para admirar a natureza, lugar para se conhecer.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar só, ficar junto, só ficar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2751767223699292073?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2751767223699292073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2751767223699292073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2751767223699292073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2751767223699292073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/aguas-da-serra.html' title='Águas da Serra'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH5lLI2KPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/LLoCOT6yIYM/s72-c/013Serra+do+Cip%C3%B3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7031234263184642809</id><published>2009-11-24T23:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:50:23.763-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Em outros tempos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404875994327951074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH6FKD0JuI/AAAAAAAAAqM/sIhofeYK-bw/s400/016Mem%C3%B3rias.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bom ver coisas do passado! Este é um ferro de passar roupas antigo. Era usado com brasas dentro e, pelo que minha mãe conta, ela se lembra de que as brasas às vezes escapuliam e queimavam as roupas... Fora o peso dele. É impressionante! Ferro puro! Os bules também são bem antigos e feitos de ferro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito interessante olhar os utensilhos da época das minhas avós e imaginar como eram considerados invenções maravilhosas! E realmente foram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, tudo tem seu tempo e uma foto pode trazer muitas recordações e eternizar coisas e momentos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7031234263184642809?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7031234263184642809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7031234263184642809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7031234263184642809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7031234263184642809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/em-outros-tempos.html' title='Em outros tempos'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH6FKD0JuI/AAAAAAAAAqM/sIhofeYK-bw/s72-c/016Mem%C3%B3rias.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-4666877519946317939</id><published>2009-11-20T15:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:17:00.249-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404875634263660098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH5wMtzFkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/LgQ-8TlyWe4/s400/014Elevador+Lacerda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta foto eu adoro! Mostra um elevador panorâmico (chamdo Elevador Lacerda) que liga duas partes de Salvador (Bahia), a "cidade alta" à "cidade baixa". A cidade de Salvador é toda alegria, agitada, acolhedora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vista que se tem deste elevador é indescritível. O mar, o céu e a cidade pulsando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é um dos lugares mais gostosos de se estar... Vale à pena aproveitar a vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-4666877519946317939?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/4666877519946317939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=4666877519946317939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/4666877519946317939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/4666877519946317939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/elevando.html' title='Elevando'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH5wMtzFkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/LgQ-8TlyWe4/s72-c/014Elevador+Lacerda.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5620367527989407402</id><published>2009-11-19T21:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:32:20.835-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Germinação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404875829086497138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH57ifLqXI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ErAM3phXGcE/s400/015Germinando.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Observar a germinação... ver a semente dar brotos e acompanhar o crescimento das primeiras folhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o começo de tudo! O dom da vida! Em pouco tempo a humilde semente se transforma em uma árvore robusta, com frutos e novas sementes, e a esperança se renova!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta foto, uma pequena plantação de hortaliças... não havia como eu deixar de apreciar o surgimento das primeiras folhagens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5620367527989407402?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5620367527989407402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5620367527989407402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5620367527989407402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5620367527989407402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/germinacao.html' title='Germinação'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH57ifLqXI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ErAM3phXGcE/s72-c/015Germinando.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-1125542396427706394</id><published>2009-11-17T12:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:40:00.336-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O frade e a freira</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404870171346243426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH0yNwyj2I/AAAAAAAAAps/An8IsxryjeA/s400/012fradeefreira.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bela formação rochosa situada no sul do estado do Espírito Santo, mais precisamente entre os municípios de Cachoeiro do Itapemirim e Rio Novo do Sul, o frade e a freira podem ser vistos neste ângulo a partir da BR 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declarada Patrimônio Histórico-Cultural do Espírito Santo, sobre ela recai uma lenda de um amor inpossível, que bem retratou o poeta capixaba Benjamin Silva (1886-1954):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Frade e a freira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na atitude piedosa de quem reza&lt;br /&gt;e como que num hábito embuçado,&lt;br /&gt;pôs naquele recanto a Natureza&lt;br /&gt;a figura de um frade recurvado.&lt;br /&gt;E sob um negro manto de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;vê-se uma freira, tímida, a seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;que ali vive rezando, com certeza,&lt;br /&gt;uma oração de amor e de pecado.&lt;br /&gt;Diz a lenda – uma lenda que espalharam –&lt;br /&gt;que aqui, dentre os antigos habitantes,&lt;br /&gt;houve um frade e uma freira que se amaram.&lt;br /&gt;Mas Deus os perdoou lá do infinito,&lt;br /&gt;e eternizou o amor dos dois amantes&lt;br /&gt;nessas duas montanhas de granito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-1125542396427706394?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/1125542396427706394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=1125542396427706394&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/1125542396427706394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/1125542396427706394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-frade-e-freira.html' title='O frade e a freira'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SwH0yNwyj2I/AAAAAAAAAps/An8IsxryjeA/s72-c/012fradeefreira.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-3835726528164360575</id><published>2009-11-16T08:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:30:00.631-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tantos botões</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403001464116951426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtRNI2bOYI/AAAAAAAAApE/fJ7vXsh_lbA/s400/012Painel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sempre quis ser piloto de avião...&lt;br /&gt;Sonho de criança, sonho de adolescente, sonho de adulta...&lt;br /&gt;Me tornei advogada!&lt;br /&gt;Mas a paixão não desapareceu e, por isso, não consigo deixar de olhar e apreciar está incrível máquina de voar que é o avião.&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto eu tirei na cabine de um avião (ainda no solo).&lt;br /&gt;Tantos botões...&lt;br /&gt;Tanta responsabilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos destinos.&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, não podia deixar de mostrar meu olhar deslumbrado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-3835726528164360575?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/3835726528164360575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=3835726528164360575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3835726528164360575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/3835726528164360575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/tantos-botoes.html' title='Tantos botões'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtRNI2bOYI/AAAAAAAAApE/fJ7vXsh_lbA/s72-c/012Painel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-2235147469378469375</id><published>2009-11-15T10:47:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T10:47:00.865-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O melhor amigo do homem</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402998908552951298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtO4YofNgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EF_7jwFTgaU/s400/011Filhote.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este cãozinho é de um amigo meu. Um lindo filhote de Akita.&lt;br /&gt;Esperto e muito brincalhão!&lt;br /&gt;O pelo macio...&lt;br /&gt;A carinha de desconfiado olhando para a câmera!&lt;br /&gt;Ele estava pedindo uma foto, não pude deixar de atender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-2235147469378469375?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/2235147469378469375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=2235147469378469375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2235147469378469375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/2235147469378469375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-melhor-amigo-do-homem.html' title='O melhor amigo do homem'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtO4YofNgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EF_7jwFTgaU/s72-c/011Filhote.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-8670665433811960044</id><published>2009-11-14T14:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:27:00.537-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comendo com os olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401168513362865410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTOJXMErQI/AAAAAAAAAns/2elBnhn0X2o/s400/Japon%C3%AAs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje resolvi postar uma foto diferente...&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto é de um jantarzinho em minha casa.&lt;br /&gt;Fotografar comidas também é um dos meus prazeres.&lt;br /&gt;Peixe cru, alga, arroz "unidos venceremos", pepino, kani kama, etc. Com esses ingredientes se pode fazer um bom prato. Saudável e bonito.&lt;br /&gt;Comer com os olhos é inevitável.&lt;br /&gt;O melhor de tudo é que comer com os olhos ainda não engorda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-8670665433811960044?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/8670665433811960044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=8670665433811960044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8670665433811960044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/8670665433811960044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/comendo-com-os-olhos.html' title='Comendo com os olhos'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTOJXMErQI/AAAAAAAAAns/2elBnhn0X2o/s72-c/Japon%C3%AAs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-139354431233795705</id><published>2009-11-13T11:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:30:00.291-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402996433256338434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtMoTbyVAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/sk-NayrtKLo/s400/008Catedral.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Penso que é importante conhecermos novas coisas e, muitas vezes, os detalhes passam por nossos olhos e não os vemos.&lt;br /&gt;Precisei ir a Brasília (capital do nosso país maravilhoso) várias vezes para perceber e cmpreender a beleza que estava em cima de minha cabeça...&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto eu tirei no interior da Catedral que é um dos pontos turísticos mais visitados do Distrito Federal.&lt;br /&gt;Uma obra grandiosa de Oscar Niemeyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-139354431233795705?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/139354431233795705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=139354431233795705&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/139354431233795705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/139354431233795705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/anjos.html' title='Anjos'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtMoTbyVAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/sk-NayrtKLo/s72-c/008Catedral.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5034201782506779518</id><published>2009-11-12T10:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:22:00.387-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402992235922747826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtIz_JecbI/AAAAAAAAAos/T8iBvoDGfA4/s400/007Amanhecer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah! O amanhecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O despertar de um novo dia! Renovam-se as esperanças!&lt;br /&gt;Serão mais 24 horas para aproveitar as oportunidades! Aprender! Compartilhar! Evoluir!&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite cada novo dia como se fosse o último.&lt;br /&gt;Contemple cada nascer do sol!&lt;br /&gt;Dê graças!&lt;br /&gt;Sorria!&lt;br /&gt;O Sol se levantou cedo para iluminar seus caminhos e a única coisa que você deve fazer é aproveitar a nova chance de fazer melhor do que ontem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5034201782506779518?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5034201782506779518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5034201782506779518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5034201782506779518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5034201782506779518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/amanhecer.html' title='Amanhecer'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvtIz_JecbI/AAAAAAAAAos/T8iBvoDGfA4/s72-c/007Amanhecer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-174200616887329888</id><published>2009-11-11T12:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:05:00.885-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendendo a olhar para o alto</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401162759753661906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTI6dUvfdI/AAAAAAAAAnU/memGFl-v_cM/s400/Shopping+BSAS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Devemos aprender a não olhar só para baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos olhar em volta.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o clima, sentir a vida que pulsa.&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto eu tirei em um Shopping de Buenos Aires e mostra o cuidado e o carinho com que foi criado o lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-174200616887329888?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/174200616887329888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=174200616887329888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/174200616887329888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/174200616887329888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/aprendendo-olhar-para-o-alto.html' title='Aprendendo a olhar para o alto'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTI6dUvfdI/AAAAAAAAAnU/memGFl-v_cM/s72-c/Shopping+BSAS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7728238826764586663</id><published>2009-11-10T11:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:10:00.220-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Multidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401164849347064530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTK0FqoctI/AAAAAAAAAnc/leBkELe4ruE/s400/Multid%C3%A3o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu não poderia deixar de olhar a multidão.&lt;br /&gt;"Atrás do Trio Elétrico só não vai quem já morreu..."&lt;br /&gt;A multidão dança, canta, se espreme e agita.&lt;br /&gt;A multidão segue o trio e puxa o trio.&lt;br /&gt;É só festa. É o Carnaval no Brasil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7728238826764586663?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7728238826764586663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7728238826764586663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7728238826764586663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7728238826764586663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/multidao.html' title='Multidão'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTK0FqoctI/AAAAAAAAAnc/leBkELe4ruE/s72-c/Multid%C3%A3o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7672900079719332746</id><published>2009-11-09T09:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:18:00.654-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rio na areia</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401167186205775698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTM8HJKl1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/hTiQ3BDFKdI/s400/Rio+na+areia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Rio de Janeiro continua lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto eu tirei no Rio, neste ano, na Praia de Copacabana.&lt;br /&gt;Como é comum de se ver por lá, um artista esculpiu os principais pontos turísticos na areia.&lt;br /&gt;O interessante aqui é que amanhã o vento e o mar levam tudo e o artista terá que recomeçar, mas a fotografia nos permite estender o tempo de vida da escultura e, assim, podemos apreciar hoje uma arte que já foi feita, vista e desfeita, mantendo após tanto tempo uma certa proximidade com o conteúdo fotografado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7672900079719332746?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7672900079719332746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7672900079719332746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7672900079719332746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7672900079719332746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/rio-na-areia.html' title='Rio na areia'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTM8HJKl1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/hTiQ3BDFKdI/s72-c/Rio+na+areia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-7046345104886999019</id><published>2009-11-08T10:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:59:01.051-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Voando</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401161500702670498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTHxK_l_qI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gY0F_Nghw0w/s400/Voando.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ver de cima... Mais perto dos anjos...&lt;br /&gt;Essa bela visão é que me dá prazer em voar.&lt;br /&gt;Ver tudo do alto, sentir-se livre...&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto eu fiz durante um voo de BH para Salvador.&lt;br /&gt;O dia estava lindo e pedindo meu olhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-7046345104886999019?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/7046345104886999019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=7046345104886999019&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7046345104886999019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/7046345104886999019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/voando.html' title='Voando'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTHxK_l_qI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gY0F_Nghw0w/s72-c/Voando.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-5557048840226527050</id><published>2009-11-07T13:46:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:46:00.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Galhos secos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401157866105370338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTEdnEEduI/AAAAAAAAAm0/H6e6FovJ9Nw/s400/Galhos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Árvore sem folhas, galhos secos, mas com vida.&lt;br /&gt;Vida cor de rosa em forma de bouquet!&lt;br /&gt;Que lindo casamento!&lt;br /&gt;E no fim é só um céu azul aplaudindo a beleza do amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-5557048840226527050?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/5557048840226527050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=5557048840226527050&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5557048840226527050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/5557048840226527050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/galhos-secos.html' title='Galhos secos'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTEdnEEduI/AAAAAAAAAm0/H6e6FovJ9Nw/s72-c/Galhos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953004460141200477.post-6574967808788197474</id><published>2009-11-06T20:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:51:53.732-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Novos olhares</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401158029890187282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTEnJNacBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/8uJv_9HJNfs/s400/Berimbau.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inicio este blog postando uma foto que tirei e gosto muito. Este é um berimbau que eu tenho e que, por muito tempo, decorou meu quarto. O berimbau é um instrumento muito utilizado em rodas de capoeira e emite um som inconfundível. Possui um formato muito interessante e isso me fez descobrir o ângulo desta foto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953004460141200477-6574967808788197474?l=olharesdalud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/feeds/6574967808788197474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953004460141200477&amp;postID=6574967808788197474&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6574967808788197474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953004460141200477/posts/default/6574967808788197474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olharesdalud.blogspot.com/2009/11/novos-olhares.html' title='Novos olhares'/><author><name>Lud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13452571130453061965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/S15Qzg-AwzI/AAAAAAAAAus/ZlxSpjD5fUY/S220/Lud2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QuFsEUWtLF0/SvTEnJNacBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/8uJv_9HJNfs/s72-c/Berimbau.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
