Author: ana

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in portugal

ik will survive

queridos, porém abandonados leitores (à laia das mothern),

os dias vão atribulados (e recheados), entre subidas de 1000 metros (a pé e a suar, pois claro), escorregas num parque aquático, visitas a parques eólicos e a um acampamento com 2500 escuteiros (!!), compras com a mãezinha e corridas à loja do cidadão e muitos kilómetros no banco de trás do fiesta, com direito a dor de costas e tudo…
segue-se um fim de semana e um dia de visita à drave, para trabalhar e disfrutar, porque a paisagem e o ambiente prometem… :) depois conto mais, quando o acesso à net ajudar!

um abraço grande para todos (e saudades de vos ler, também)!

ana

ps – renato, obrigado pelo postal! :)

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in portugal just life

carpe diem

tenho updates para fazer. dois sites para desenhar. um para redesenhar. um para cobrir com qualquer coisa que fique bem. alguns ajustes em alguns, espalhados. dois postais para enviar. alguns artigos para escrever. uma casa para limpar, e outras duas para, bem, manter limpas. uns dias para passar na aldeia.
uns para passar noutra aldeia, ainda mais remota. uns dias para ir visitar amigos, uns dias para ir para o algarve com os pais. tratar de burocracias. viver recordações. ir às compras. abraçar a daniela tantas vezes quantas conseguir. testar a máquina nova, quando chegar. escrever uns posts, de vez em quando…

e um mês menos um dia para gastar. agosto promete. :)

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in the netherlands

people and suitcases

“Don’t leave your wet towel on the table.
It’s time to start straightening up.
In a month or so, another summer will be over.
What a sad demobilization, putting away bathing suits,
sunglasses, short-sleeves, sandals,
twilight colors on a luminous sea. Soon,
the outdoor cinemas will be closed, their chairs
stacked in a corner. The boats will sail
less often. Safely back home, the lovely tourist girls
will sit up late, shuffling through color glossies
of swimmers, fishermen, oarsmen–not us. Already,
up in the loft, our suitcases wait to find out
when we’ll be leaving, where we’re going this time,
and for how long. You also know that inside
those scuffed, hollow suitcases there’s a bit of string,
a couple of rubber bands, and not a single flag.”

–Yannis Ritsos

(because today my dad bought me a bunch of suitcases, subtly reminding me that in a month or so, summer will be over…)

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just life links and ideas

a little bit of sunshine

the second next best thing after receiving a postcard has to be knowing someone else got the one you’ve sent them.
and 2 people got postcards from me already! :D

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just life

red circle interlude

disclaimer: this post contains blood related descriptions.

situation #1: a long time ago, when my brother was a baby, he fell of my grandma’s iron bed once, and made a cut just under his eyebrow. the kid wouldn’t stop screaming, the blood wouldn’t stop coming out of his “eye”… my dad had a panic attack and fainted in the bathroom. mom had to grab joão and walk about a kilometer to the hospital, where they stitched him.

situation #2: my dad has a tow truck (one of those “sos trucks” to carry broken vehicles). a few months ago, when he was unloading a car, it accidently ran over one of his fingers, which expanded to the size of a small cookie. he finished the job and then came home (driving!!) with the finger dripping blood all over, but very very calm. mom cleaned and wrapped it and then scheduled the hero an x-ray scan in the hospital.

we’re very alike, my dad and i, in a way. we can take our own stuff rather well. but other’s pain… it hurts.