tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241292862011-11-15T10:27:59.470-08:00anjo custódio - s.m. anjo-da-guardaxucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1169582366853591142007-01-23T11:50:00.000-08:002007-01-23T15:00:06.384-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Tenho de deixar aqui um </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joanamateus">link</a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"> para me visitarem </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joanamateus">ali</a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">... lá está tudo mais actualizado, as coisas acontecem mais rapidamente do que aqui; quando o tempo não se vira contra mim, ou quando o meu optimismo não cresce demais para um dia que tem apenas 24(horas)-6(horas de sono)-1,5(horas de refeição).</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Se calhar devia deixar </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joanamateus">lá</a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"> um link para me visitarem aqui. Aqui parece tudo mais luminoso, bonito e organizado, mas juro que desta vez a culpa não é minha... problemas técnicos não me permitem actualizar por aqui com a frequência que o faço </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joanamateus">lá</a><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Espero que compreendam...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">eu prometo voltar.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116958236685359114?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1161774724284189282006-10-25T04:10:00.000-07:002006-10-25T04:12:04.310-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/19%20Catarina%20Rosa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/19%20Catarina%20Rosa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">º Catarina Rosa º</span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">(14 x 14 cm)</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116177472428418928?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1161772529837575432006-10-25T03:33:00.000-07:002006-10-25T03:39:01.866-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/18%20TeresaEstrela.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/18%20TeresaEstrela.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">º Teresa Estrela º<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">(14 x 14cm)</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116177252983757543?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1161772259733229952006-10-25T03:23:00.000-07:002006-10-25T03:30:59.736-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/ilust%202a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 318px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/ilust%202a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/ilust%201.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 281px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/ilust%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/blocos2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 314px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/blocos2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Estas ilustrações|colagens fizeram também parte da exposição. Recentemente, tenho-as vendido como blocos </span><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">de 15x15cm e aprox. 110 folhas lisas de 80gr. e elástico a fechar.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116177225973322995?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1161771730576123622006-10-25T03:15:00.000-07:002006-10-25T03:22:10.586-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/exposicao2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/exposicao2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/exposicao1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/exposicao1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/expo3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/expo3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Todas as bonecas que coloquei aqui até agora fizeram parte desta exposição. A partir de agora, e mais regularmente PROMETO, vocês terão todas as novidades em primeira mão. :) </span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116177173057612362?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1161606153440052112006-10-23T05:08:00.000-07:002006-10-23T05:25:35.356-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/anjoricardo1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/anjoricardo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/anjoricardo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/anjoricardo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">... especialmente deste do Ricardo (www.wishes-heros.blogspot.com) que, já há algum tempo, me faz companhia dia e noite, quase à cabeceira da cama, mas que só agora o mostro porque sou egoísta e o guardava só para mim. (Na verdade é porque só agora estou a actualizar a "minha vida" por aqui.)<br />No entanto, ela foi crescendo... diz que gostava de ter uma companhia masculina. :) Ricardo, arranjas-lhe uma companhia que possa voar para aqui?</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116160615344005211?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1161599247913851652006-10-23T03:16:00.000-07:002006-10-23T03:32:25.423-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/doceamizade.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/doceamizade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/docemoldura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 214px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/docemoldura.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">º Dulce Amizade º</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Esta foi um presente especial para uns amigos especiais, e irmãos espanhóis. Para que eles, que gostam de Portugal, recordem os nossos lindos azulejos azuis e brancos, o bom vinho (que adoram), e a nossa amizade. Un besito...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116159924791385165?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1160834197963939032006-10-14T06:50:00.000-07:002006-10-14T07:19:26.133-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Há 3 anos que </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eua">voltei</a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">, no entanto, todos os dias sinto saudades (o que se traduz numa falta imensa) de algo de lá. Hoje apetecia-me uma coisa diferente, que há 3 anos não faço. Apetecia-me acordar tarde (o que honestamente, nunca me apetece porque fico sempre extremamente rabujenta), conduzir até à First Colonial Road, Virginia Beach, VA, almoçar no </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.panerabread.com/">Panera Bread</a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"> uma French Onion Soup, seguida de uma sandes de Portobello & Mozzarella em Rosemary &amp; Onion Focaccia (pão), e ficar a tarde toda no </span><a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.bordersstores.com/index.jsp?tt=gn">Borders</a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"> (que tem muito pouco de FNAC) a beber litros daquele café que não passa de água suja (mas é assim que gosto do café)… e a ver livros de design. </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br />Mas não vou...<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Também me apetecia o meu vestido novo, mas ainda não está frio para botas.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Continuo indecisa nos sapatos. Quem me dera ser pequenina para não ter de tomar estas decisões difíceis… as outras são mais fáceis!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">"Qualquer dia vamos ao Porto."</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">"...ou então levo-te a Virginia, para conheceres as coisas de que tenho saudades."</span></span><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116083419796393903?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1160816919254613042006-10-14T02:03:00.000-07:002006-10-14T02:08:39.256-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/mariamar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 342px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/mariamar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/mariamarmoldura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/mariamarmoldura.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">º Maria do Mar º</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Amiga do seu amigo, Maria do Mar é muito carinhosa. Adora praia e Verão. Se se tornase uma sereia, certamente</span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">faria amigos entre os peixes e moluscos.</span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">O mar transmite-lhe tranquilidade. </span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116081691925461304?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1160310581341983762006-10-08T05:27:00.000-07:002006-10-14T02:10:37.750-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/dianacdrom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 259px; height: 312px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/dianacdrom.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br />ºDiana CD-Romº</span></strong><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Moderna, Diana é uma rapariga toda "p’rá frentex". Computadores e música são as suas duas paixões.<br />Responde a todas as provocações, mas apesar disso é muito simpática.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116031058134198376?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1160308263165574182006-10-08T04:46:00.000-07:002006-10-14T02:03:42.473-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/ameliaroxa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 256px; height: 334px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/ameliaroxa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/ameliaroxamoldura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 257px; height: 308px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/ameliaroxamoldura.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><strong>ºAmélia Roxaº</strong></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Prima afastada de Rita Notícia e Lavinha Púrpura, fez uma mudança radical de visual, inspirando-se na sua prima Lavinha. Gosta de desafios e da natureza.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-116030826316557418?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1159911500927910422006-10-03T14:33:00.000-07:002006-10-03T14:48:22.256-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">... melhor ainda do que o champo!</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Este fenómeno lindíssimo da natureza acontece bastantes vezes aqui mesmo à porta de casa. Nunca vi estrelícias tão lindas como as minhas.<br /><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010018.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 362px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010018.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-115991150092791042?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1159910438893106472006-10-03T14:10:00.000-07:002006-10-03T14:32:03.386-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">o pai é...</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/frac%3F%3F%3F%3Fomoldura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 296px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/frac%3F%3F%3F%3Fomoldura.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br />º Luis Fracção º</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Luís, um apaixonado por números desde a escola primária, conheceu Rita Notícia numa reportagem sobre matemática, e mais tarde casaram.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Tem uma filha, Lavinha, a quem adora contar histórias de números.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">e a mãe...</span><br /></span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/noticiabranco.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 369px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/noticiabranco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br />º Rita Notícia º</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Jornalista de profissão Rita é casada com Luís, um Matemático inteligente, de quem tem uma filha, Lavinha.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Faz reportagens empolgantes. Gosta de mistérios, pipocas e botões.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-115991043889310647?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1159867963748121922006-10-03T02:20:00.000-07:002006-10-03T02:40:48.796-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 312px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 318px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">º Luísa Agulha º</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">A tia Luísa é solteira e nunca pensou casar-se. Espevitada, gosta de ir às compras e arranjar-se. Passa as tardes a tricotar cachecóis quentinhos e coloridos para o seu sobrinho João Garrafão.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-115986796374812192?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1159704497707456572006-10-01T05:02:00.000-07:002006-10-03T02:39:38.753-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010032.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 267px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010032.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Tupi Guarani º</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Veio do Brasil, quando ainda era bébé, por isso não conhece a sua terra Natal.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >A sua melhor amiga é Lavinha, a quem conta histórias dos seus antepassados, a tribo dos Ararás, como se os conhecesse um a um.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-115970449770745657?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1159703924063784512006-10-01T04:54:00.000-07:002006-10-01T05:01:41.486-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010001_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010001_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />... para fazer companhia à Lavinha.<br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-115970392406378451?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1159702923726798842006-10-01T04:28:00.000-07:002006-10-03T02:41:15.553-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">"Tudo o que faço ou medito</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Fica sempre na metade.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Querendo, quero o infinito.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Fazendo, nada é verdade. (...)"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">- Fernando Pessoa</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">É verdade, as coisas nem sempre correm como as planeamos ou idealizamos -> frustração... e a mim acontece tantas vezes. Desde o meu último post até hoje aconteceu tanta coisa: uma exposição, novas personagens, feiras de artesanato... tudo isto no meio das aulas de joalharia, de um workshop e de um emprego (ou muito trabalho que ocupou todo o Verão). A falta de tempo foi uma constante inesperada.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Prometo a partir de agora, e aos poucos, por-vos a par de tudo o que ficou para trás, e que felizmente foi um sucesso.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-115970292372679884?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146944087658421682006-05-06T12:26:00.000-07:002006-05-06T12:37:28.606-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Ao contrário dos personagens já criados (22cm), a Lavinha tem apenas 14cm e faz-se acompanhar de um cheirinho de alfazema.<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114694408765842168?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146912246353477682006-05-06T03:35:00.000-07:002006-05-06T12:46:30.053-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/Lavinha3.3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/Lavinha3.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/Lavinha2.3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/Lavinha2.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">... a Primavera tem destas coisas!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" >º Lavinha Púrpura º </span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Lavinha, uma menina dotada pelos conhecimentos dos pais, adora histórias de números e notícias empolgantes. </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Cheira sempre a lavanda, a sua planta preferida.</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114691224635347768?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146520571850471372006-05-01T14:48:00.000-07:002006-05-01T14:56:11.866-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/DSC00026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/DSC00026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/DSC00013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/DSC00013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/DSC00018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 335px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/DSC00018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/DSC00008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/DSC00008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">... em Vila Nova de Milfontes. Dá vontade de inspirar bem fundo.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114652057185047137?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146489173221797772006-05-01T06:03:00.000-07:002006-05-01T06:25:16.526-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010008.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010008.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Achei que esta seria a melhor forma de exposição das personagens, assim não ficam tão desprotegidas. A ideia da acumulação de pó em todos os cabelos ou adereços não me pareceu muito saudável para a sua durabilidade, e assim "em postos" podem estar sempre atentas e prontas para partilhar e absorver experiências.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Por isso, todos os anjos são legendados e emoldurados... numa moldura-caixa branca de 23x23cm.<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114648917322179777?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146486677687863362006-05-01T05:18:00.000-07:002006-05-01T05:46:07.446-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010035.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010035.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">º João Garrafão º</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">João trabalha numa empresa de embalagens, tendo como função verificar as tampas dos garrafões. O seu hobby preferido é caminhar pelas montanhas íngremes, no Inverno. Para estas caminhadas leva sempre os cachecóis quentinhos feitos pela tia Luísa Agulha.<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114648667768786336?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146479395650575512006-05-01T03:19:00.000-07:002006-05-01T05:39:46.033-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010030_1.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010030_1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">continuam a nascer mais personagens... estão tão divertidas e irrequietas...<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114647939565057551?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146406590023597762006-04-30T07:13:00.000-07:002006-05-01T05:46:38.386-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Margarida Café º</span><br /><br />É conhecida pelo seu particular gosto pelo café. Desde pequena que aprecia o seu aroma característico e ambiciona apanhar milhões e milhões de grãos de café.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114640659002359776?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146401324767274822006-04-30T05:40:00.000-07:002006-05-01T05:41:35.850-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010006.3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010006.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">ultimamente tenho ido bastante ao oriente... à estação do oriente, a oriente. Às vezes só depois de se ir a um sítio algumas vezes, nos apercebemos do que está realmente à nossa volta e começamos a gostar e a admirar. Acontece-me tão frequentemente que já me começo a habituar a olhar com mais atenção para todos os pormenores. Enquanto isso... continuo à espera, do próximo comboio que chega do Porto.<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114640132476727482?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146320191355026582006-04-29T07:08:00.000-07:002006-05-01T05:42:02.636-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010024.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010024.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >º Carolina Oregão º</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Uma rapariga dedicada à hortifloricultura, fala com os legumes e com as plantas como se fossem seus filhos. O seu prato favorito é sopa Juliana feita pela irmã <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joanamateus/116969295/in/set-72057594082690922/">Ana Primavera</a>.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114632019135502658?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1146249439838435402006-04-28T11:32:00.000-07:002006-05-01T05:47:40.603-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/Canada_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/Canada_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Mariana Viagem º</span> | <span style="font-weight: bold;">º Trip to Canada º</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Mariana neste momento prepara-se para concretizar mais uma das suas emocionantes viagens. Desta vez é ao Canadá, país que admira muito. Vai preparada para o frio e leva consigo o indispensável: mapa e muitos dólares canadianos para trazer recordações para toda a família.</span></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114624943983843540?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1143157771860586272006-03-23T15:47:00.000-08:002006-05-01T03:17:47.170-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/Spring_4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/Spring_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/Spring_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/Spring_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Ana Primavera º</span> | <span style="font-weight: bold;">º Spring has Sprung º</span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Fatos floridos e muitas cores é o que a caracteriza. Tem uma irmã, Carolina Oregão que estima muito e com quem passa o tempo entre flores e frutos. Adora a Primavera e morangos apanhados pela manhã.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114315777186058627?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1143157576343629122006-03-23T15:44:00.000-08:002006-05-01T03:18:15.306-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/Ascot_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/Ascot_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Madame Blue Ascot º</span> | <span style="font-weight: bold;">º Blue Ascot º</span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Madame Blue, adoptou o nome Ascot pois o seu sonho é ir a Ascot, em Londres, ver as famosas corridas de cavalos. De famílias chiques, passa a vida em 'boutiques' a provar chapéus e vestidos. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114315757634362912?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1143157397190328542006-03-23T15:41:00.000-08:002006-04-28T11:38:37.873-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010006.2.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010006.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114315739719032854?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1142548593392224432006-03-16T14:29:00.000-08:002006-05-01T03:18:38.506-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/FireFlower_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/FireFlower_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Flor º</span> | <span style="font-weight: bold;">º Fire Flower º</span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Romântica por natureza, Flor acredita no amor à primeira vista. Veste-se sempre de verde e rosa, as suas cores favoritas.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114254859339222443?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1142547062307300542006-03-16T14:09:00.000-08:002006-05-01T03:18:55.056-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/1_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/1_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">º Dália Madeira º</span> | <span style="font-weight: bold;">º Love Wood º</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">O seu pai deixou-lhe um negócio de madeira e desde então dedicou-se à elaboração de roupa através dos troncos das árvores. Adora ecologia e chás relaxantes.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114254706230730054?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24129286.post-1142429109006750212006-03-15T05:23:00.000-08:002007-01-16T11:58:15.453-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/1600/P1010016.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4236/1779/320/P1010016.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >...alguns têm asas... outros têm braços, como nós...</span><br /></div><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><br />Inauguro assim este blog. Assim... com anjos, porque acredito piamente que eles existem, ao contrário das bruxas, e porque aproveito para mostrar aqui algumas das coisas que faço... e vou fazendo...<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Estes são os primeiros de uma série de muitos... e de uma série de muitas outras coisas!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joanamateus/sets/72157594344200424/" target="_blank">AQUI...</a> podem consultar os outros que vão nascendo...<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24129286-114242910900675021?l=anjo-custodio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>xucahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16299200046760518482noreply@blogger.com5