Margarida
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Weekend
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Chapel
It seems to be a simple ruined house, seen from the distance. But when we're near it assumes a religious air. And the name of the street leaves no doubt: Chapel Street. The only building in this street. I don't know how long it's been here, but this was a chapel. A beautiful one.
I took these photos last week on that cold day when the water seemed so smoky. On the way back to Ourem I always used to look to these ruins. I decided to stop and touch them on that day. I didn't resist.
I felt so good. It was cold but I was wearing a comfortable coat. I just wanted to spin with open arms and shout: yay!!!!!




I took these photos last week on that cold day when the water seemed so smoky. On the way back to Ourem I always used to look to these ruins. I decided to stop and touch them on that day. I didn't resist.
I felt so good. It was cold but I was wearing a comfortable coat. I just wanted to spin with open arms and shout: yay!!!!!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Softer
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
I saw it
Correction: due to the lack of means of communciation, I didn't know that my nieces were in the attic of a building when the tornado passed by. Beyond the panic, only one of them was hit by shrapnel in the leg and had to go to the hospital. Poor girls. But they're ok now.
Olive oil mill
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Old year, new cup
Pause. I'm always breaking dishes, so we often put new dishes on the table. Now that we're almost in the end of the year, it is time to go to the bottom of the trunk and search for the old coffee cups. They have so maaany years. I'm not sure but I think that they've been kept for almost 30 years! I'm becoming old, ain't I? But I liked them. They are old but new to our eyes. Perfect to taste a deserved moment of pause... Until my little son calls again, of course.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Cold
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