tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402807367767722932011-04-21T22:50:08.853+01:00De fio de água a basófias que galga fazendas, o rio das nossas memórias... Haverá vida para além da areia?!JPSimõesnoreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440280736776772293.post-43960396299213859982007-12-13T14:32:00.000Z2007-12-13T14:43:51.710Z<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f3_xZFSmQzY/R2FDVKxhYwI/AAAAAAAABoI/Hj5Zkp2ZsX8/s1600-h/DSC05717.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f3_xZFSmQzY/R2FDVKxhYwI/AAAAAAAABoI/Hj5Zkp2ZsX8/s400/DSC05717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143466280382194434" /></a><br />Uma visão mais atenta do Mondego. <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/joparesi/Mondego">+fotos</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3440280736776772293-4396039629921385998?l=penedocorvo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JPSimõesnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440280736776772293.post-4229559642977018342007-02-15T09:30:00.000Z2007-02-15T09:49:51.523Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f3_xZFSmQzY/RdQsnzLg2YI/AAAAAAAAABs/Y52-8K2K_Qg/s1600-h/Imagem+012-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f3_xZFSmQzY/RdQsnzLg2YI/AAAAAAAAABs/Y52-8K2K_Qg/s400/Imagem+012-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031695745944705410" /></a><br />Guilherme Martins, numa fotografia colada num poste do largo do Santo... um sítio onde ninguém deverá ver nunca a sua própria cara.<br />Onde estão os que nadaram com ele no Penedo?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3440280736776772293-422955964297701834?l=penedocorvo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JPSimõesnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440280736776772293.post-10544491874527383652007-02-14T17:40:00.000Z2007-02-14T17:42:22.648Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f3_xZFSmQzY/RdNJ9zLg2XI/AAAAAAAAABg/kd6Y0b6OEWY/s1600-h/DSC03315.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f3_xZFSmQzY/RdNJ9zLg2XI/AAAAAAAAABg/kd6Y0b6OEWY/s400/DSC03315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031446534762322290" /></a><br />Porto das Carvalhosas 2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3440280736776772293-1054449187452738365?l=penedocorvo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JPSimõesnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440280736776772293.post-30781029724011526062006-10-25T11:20:00.000+01:002007-02-21T22:39:06.684Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotos.sapo.pt/joparesi/albuns/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6853/419956144626070/400/rio-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">O rio está muito diferente. Foram-se as pedras de lavar e suas lavadeiras, as barrelas, o milho e a roupa a secar na areia...<br />Mas o seu espírito permanece imutável, aquele espírito do rio que marca profundamente quem é das Torres.<br />Em jeito de homenagem ao espírito do Penedo do Corvo e, infelizmente, como alerta contra possíveis agressões futuras, apresento as seguintes imagens (<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/joparesi/PenedoDoCorvo06"><span style="font-weight: bold;">clique aqui!</span></a>)<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3440280736776772293-3078102972401152606?l=penedocorvo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JPSimõesnoreply@blogger.com1