5.31.2013

breakfast in bed


We're up all night for good fun


 I won a ticket to Primavera Sound from a stranger,danced all night long in the grass among kids and grown ups.

 Between Nick Cave and James Blake i lost my usual i'm-a-day-kind-of-girl self and did not regret it.

5.30.2013

5.28.2013

Carla in the metro





Inside / Outside






Something blue




Orchids




Lightly




' It’s dark because you are trying too hard.
 Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. 

I was so preposterously serious in those days…Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me…So throw away your baggage and go forward. 
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. 

That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly my darling.

  Aldous Huxley

5.27.2013

the old farm house



While organizing my files i came across this pictures i took of the old farm house. Great part of my childhood was spent there while my great-aunts were cooking - i remember them making prosciutto and salami,hanging them over the fire stove.I loved to  to scrape the cake raw batter from the huge bowls they used and the smell of fresh bread from the brick oven.

I took this pictures one month before the city hall destroyed this place to enlarge the main road.
Never progress seemed so pointless and cruel.









5.26.2013

Mr. Artur & one of his cats


'So of course I miss you and miss you bad





But I also felt this way when I was still with you.'


The worst week of my year,so far.
The confirmation of someone very dear to me had cancer,
a funeral and a break up.
I pondered how much i should (or if i should at all) write about this in the blog, and decided to share this much.

Sometimes really bad events bring a form of relieve.
Obvious things are the first things we forget in the rush of everyday life and nothing we we might think we have is a certainty.


I have been touched for each and every one of this events and trying to allow myself to grow in the middle of all that is happening.
Not expecting it to be easy,but feeling strangely more alive and aware.

English is not my first language so i hope i'm expressing - at least a little bit of what's going on in my mind.

Thank you for reading and 'talking to me' trough the comments.
Real people in real life are important but so are you.

Have a nice week*




Into the wild


5.23.2013

Somewhere





in Portugal there is a toilet garden.


Boneca





Boneca is the dog of one of my parents neighbor, she is now 20 years old.
Her owner was always busy and never home so one day i offer myself to take her for walks.
I used to let Boneca run free in the farm and run silly with her too, for seventeen years of her life i was there and although she is now very old, can't see or ear,she still recognizes me when i pass by her house.
My neighbor is now retired and home and recently Boneca had a medical problem and stopped being able to walk by her own feet but Mr. Artur did not gave up on her and still walked her with the help of a silk scarve.

A week has passed and Boneca is on her two feet happy.
That gives me hope.





5.21.2013

Visiting




   On this day Apolinário dropped by our place to say hello.

laughter could be heard trough out the house, a lot of pictures were taken and Matilde was thrilled with the attention and the wonder of another human pair of hands to cuddle her.