tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85593416506406580072011-07-08T16:21:02.803+02:00Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.comBlogger621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-24932297135685501962010-06-14T21:32:00.003+02:002010-06-14T21:49:52.026+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/TBaE94rXn9I/AAAAAAAACGs/hBpaEWunSOc/s1600/DSC_0591.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/TBaE94rXn9I/AAAAAAAACGs/hBpaEWunSOc/s400/DSC_0591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482715795091333074" border="0" /></a><br />Papers damunt la taula.<br /><br />Paraules sense cap ordre que cauen a dins la mar.<br /><br />Pluja d'avui que banya sentiments d'ahir.<br /><br />Basses antigues que just ara acab de trepitjar.<br /><br />I tot roda i es mescla amb la suau melodia d'unes notes que calmen la tempesta al meu pit...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-2493229713568550196?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-85018982117270582212010-05-09T13:28:00.001+02:002010-05-09T13:30:36.552+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S-acrlWSUtI/AAAAAAAACGE/wrYBJDbB0hI/s1600/DSC_0552.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S-acrlWSUtI/AAAAAAAACGE/wrYBJDbB0hI/s400/DSC_0552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469231070061941458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />... guru ram das ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8501898211727058221?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-58383832580714564902010-04-14T22:54:00.009+02:002010-04-14T23:39:12.520+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S8Y1qF2sMCI/AAAAAAAACEQ/luvTk4cx0Io/s1600/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S8Y1qF2sMCI/AAAAAAAACEQ/luvTk4cx0Io/s320/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460110595475648546" border="0" /></a><br />Aturar un moment al camí...<br /><br />respirar...<br /><br />pensar...<br /><br />qui som, cap on anam, que és el que en realitat importa,...<br /><br />un amic, una mà, un somriure, la mar...<br /><br />un poema, quatre roques, una cançò, somiar...<br /><br />... i tornar a caminar.<br /><br />(encara que avui estic molt cansada, esperaré a seguir demà)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5838383258071456490?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-38106041745850340592010-03-27T16:26:00.008+01:002010-03-28T00:20:05.253+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S640Rq65B8I/AAAAAAAACDs/Cp2OIN4E8X4/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S640Rq65B8I/AAAAAAAACDs/Cp2OIN4E8X4/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453353676975966146" border="0" /></a><br />el jo, amb mi, baixant teula a teula...<br /><br />el tu, llunyà, el mai...<br /><br />Fum que dispersa els sentiments.<br /><br />Nusos que ofeguen les llàgrimes.<br /><br />... i el sol insisteix a dir que és primavera...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3810604174585034059?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-6844198824303881222010-03-19T13:24:00.003+01:002010-03-19T16:11:06.188+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S6Ns9rDCJSI/AAAAAAAACCU/Xvh52bm-Boc/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S6Ns9rDCJSI/AAAAAAAACCU/Xvh52bm-Boc/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450319780831700258" border="0" /></a><br />... i ha cridat!<br /><br /><br />No te rindas, aún estás a tiempo<br />De alcanzar y comenzar de nuevo,<br />Aceptar tus sombras,<br />Enterrar tus miedos,<br />Liberar el lastre,<br />Retomar el vuelo.<br />No te rindas que la vida es eso,<br />Continuar el viaje,<br />Perseguir tus sueños,<br />Destrabar el tiempo,<br />Correr los escombros,<br />Y destapar el cielo.<br />No te rindas, por favor no cedas,<br />Aunque el frío queme,<br />Aunque el miedo muerda,<br />Aunque el sol se esconda,<br />Y se calle el viento,<br />Aún hay fuego en tu alma<br />Aún hay vida en tus sueños.<br />Porque la vida es tuya y tuyo también el deseo<br />Porque lo has querido y porque te quiero<br />Porque existe el vino y el amor, es cierto.<br />Porque no hay heridas que no cure el tiempo.<br />Abrir las puertas,<br />Quitar los cerrojos,<br />Abandonar las murallas que te protegieron,<br />Vivir la vida y aceptar el reto,<br />Recuperar la risa,<br />Ensayar un canto,<br />Bajar la guardia y extender las manos<br />Desplegar las alas<br />E intentar de nuevo,<br />Celebrar la vida y retomar los cielos.<br />No te rindas, por favor no cedas,<br />Aunque el frío queme,<br />Aunque el miedo muerda,<br />Aunque el sol se ponga y se calle el viento,<br />Aún hay fuego en tu alma,<br />Aún hay vida en tus sueños<br />Porque cada día es un comienzo nuevo,<br />Porque esta es la hora y el mejor momento.<br />Porque no estás solo, porque yo te quiero.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Mario Benedetti.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-684419882430388122?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-77851395714503979942010-02-18T16:02:00.005+01:002010-03-20T00:59:09.617+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S31Z9LmlaPI/AAAAAAAABnU/URDFaXl_cS0/s1600-h/neu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S31Z9LmlaPI/AAAAAAAABnU/URDFaXl_cS0/s400/neu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439602832554944754" border="0" /></a>Neva damunt la mar,<br />Menorca tan blanca no ho havia estat mai.<br />Tot canvia de color cada cap de cantó<br />vestit de blanc.<br /><br />Peuades damunt sa neu...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ja t'ho diré, És blau es fester, Neva.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7785139571450397994?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-61618961396742833672010-02-01T15:57:00.004+01:002010-02-01T16:08:54.117+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S2btoP-9I_I/AAAAAAAABew/O4b4XeV-vRQ/s1600-h/flors.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S2btoP-9I_I/AAAAAAAABew/O4b4XeV-vRQ/s400/flors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433291276210217970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Perquè m'agradaria jugar<br />com les gavines estan jugant aquí a fora.<br /><br />Perquè m'encanta emocionar-me<br />amb la veu de na Dulce Pontes acaronant la mar.<br /><br />Perquè la por no és més<br />que un munt de desitjos incomplerts.<br /><br />Perquè encara que fa fred<br />ha sortit es sol i escalfa el meu cor.<br /><br />Per tot açò, i perquè s'altre dia<br />vaig somiar amb una balena...<br /><br />... avui tot sembla d'un altre color.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(The beat of your heart is the rythm of your soul)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-6161896139674283367?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-77710990241565914122010-01-21T17:57:00.004+01:002010-01-21T18:10:35.245+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S1iIGeObCSI/AAAAAAAABeo/Gz_Ni1JieFU/s1600-h/DSC_00252.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/S1iIGeObCSI/AAAAAAAABeo/Gz_Ni1JieFU/s400/DSC_00252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429238995569281314" border="0" /></a><br />Aquí darrera hi ha la mar...<br /><br />el vent, la sal, la pluja, el sol, el verd del camp, els teus ulls, les seves mans ...<br /><br />... la vida.<br /><br />Aquí darrera hi ha un nou any...<br /><br />... sense barreres, ni límits, ni cadenes...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7771099024156591412?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-49765512246175340142009-11-16T18:04:00.003+01:002009-11-16T18:14:34.885+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SwGH_d9KJaI/AAAAAAAABdU/G0WHZGh0uXE/s1600/fosquet+Grau.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SwGH_d9KJaI/AAAAAAAABdU/G0WHZGh0uXE/s400/fosquet+Grau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404750552263959970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Tal vegada tornar a escriure no em va gens malament...<br /><br />tal vegada tornar a cercar poesia a través de sa càmara m'ajuda a respirar...<br /><br />tal vegada aquesta sigui sa darrera...<br /><br />... o sa primera.<br /><br />(tornam a començar)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4976551224617534014?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-90491396084781809982009-05-08T18:12:00.003+02:002009-05-13T08:16:58.595+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SgRdWXbtoMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/pif6_SHDwoE/s1600-h/sol.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SgRdWXbtoMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/pif6_SHDwoE/s400/sol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333490497542267074" border="0" /></a><br />Avui el blau del cel no podria ser més blau,<br /><br />ni el verd dels arbres,<br /><br />ni el groc del sol,<br /><br />avui el tacte de l'arena no podria ser més suau,<br /><br />ni l'aigu podria ser més fresca...<br /><br />... avui les teves besades no podrien ser més tendres.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-9049139608478180998?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-11585298166582714822009-05-04T21:02:00.002+02:002009-05-04T21:06:23.422+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Sf88fmlvZBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/LsWU83M0DHM/s1600-h/reflexe+llum+favaritx.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Sf88fmlvZBI/AAAAAAAAA2U/LsWU83M0DHM/s400/reflexe+llum+favaritx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332046997462410258" border="0" /></a><br />el cap se me'n va... i vull brillar com fa ara una estoneta brillava el sol però les circumstàncies em torben els pensaments.<br /><br />Per què? no ho entenc... qui està triant a dit els nostres futurs? qui està decidint sense cap tipus de mesura les nostres (no)felicitats?<br /><br />QUI?...<br /><br />PER QUÈ?...<br /><br />(... la teva llum em tranquilitza... un poc...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1158529816658271482?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-62441760253127964122009-03-25T21:55:00.005+01:002009-03-25T22:04:00.891+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/ScqabLx62-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/k5bjduJuBDQ/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/ScqabLx62-I/AAAAAAAAA1E/k5bjduJuBDQ/s400/rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317232101873605602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;">... però segueixen caiguent fulles al meu interior.<br /></div><br /><br />Ja torna a escalfar el sol...<br /><div style="text-align: right;">... però jo encara tenc les mans fredes.<br /><br /></div><br />Ja és primavera...<br /><div style="text-align: right;">... però la rosa encara és fosca.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Ja torna a escalfar el sol...<br /><div style="text-align: right;">...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-6244176025312796412?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-6946831497471471062009-03-24T15:27:00.000+01:002009-03-24T15:29:49.994+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/ScjuJ-uR4tI/AAAAAAAAA08/lHEph-XC_LA/s1600-h/vertigen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/ScjuJ-uR4tI/AAAAAAAAA08/lHEph-XC_LA/s400/vertigen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316761215334212306" border="0" /></a><br />... algun dia haurem de saltar a la piscina...<br /><div style="text-align: right;">... o no...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-694683149747147106?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-40691221211246095912009-03-07T10:54:00.002+01:002009-03-07T11:04:30.709+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SbJF1hoZYsI/AAAAAAAAA0c/sQSAX05Z3nk/s1600-h/temporal+cavalleria.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SbJF1hoZYsI/AAAAAAAAA0c/sQSAX05Z3nk/s400/temporal+cavalleria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310383696486425282" border="0" /></a><br />Ones i vent fan dels nivulats un rellotge de sal.<br /><br />... avui es fosquet es canta en brasiler, i es beu en forma de tè...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4069122121124609591?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-56346042287774802032009-01-30T19:52:00.003+01:002009-02-02T08:31:56.351+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SYNM2EbwZ9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/PfYdFRc6elM/s1600-h/posta+de+sol+amb+gent+son+bou.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SYNM2EbwZ9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/PfYdFRc6elM/s400/posta+de+sol+amb+gent+son+bou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297162078504642514" border="0" /></a><br />... i ja en són 30...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I el sol es ponia, tranquil, amb la certesa de que l'endemà tornaria a visitar </span>aquell paratge. <span style="font-style: italic;">El vianant tornava a casa, també tranquil, sabent que el sol tornaria a desaparèixer darrera el mar platejat...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5634604228777480203?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-76718709162489776562009-01-18T19:02:00.003+01:002009-01-18T19:17:22.834+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SXNx0PfenHI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OzgLqzmyvYQ/s1600-h/son+bou+gener.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SXNx0PfenHI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OzgLqzmyvYQ/s400/son+bou+gener.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292699129416162418" border="0" /></a><br />... a sa platja el mes de gener...<br /><br />però els seus colors són càlids i la seva calma t'abraça mentres el sol se'n va a dormir.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7671870916248977656?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-90302037313928669442008-12-23T22:52:00.001+01:002008-12-23T22:53:37.385+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SVFdywAw4iI/AAAAAAAAAxk/9ELD_axBZ3g/s1600-h/posta+de+sol.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SVFdywAw4iI/AAAAAAAAAxk/9ELD_axBZ3g/s400/posta+de+sol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283106964345250338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">El temps passa i noltrus li anam al darrera. Les coses comencen i s'acaben, com els anys. I a la vida, com als llibres i a les pel.lícules, hi ha finals més feliços, finals més tristos, a vegades fins i tot finals que no semblen finals...<br /> <br />El 2008 s'acaba i és casi inevitable fer balanç, i posar dins una capsa els records que volem guardar. Emocions, llàgrimes, cançons, imatges, somriures, abraçades, olors... un caramull de coses que algun dia treurem d'un calaix, espolsarem, i ens faran veure que gràcies a elles vam créixer i ens vam conèixer un poquet més.<br /><br />Encara no sé quin final tindrà aquest any, però el que sí sé és que hauré de cercar una capsa ben grossa per poder tancar-lo, gràcies a tots per ajudar-me a omplir-la!!<br /><br />Bones festes, i bon any 2009!!<br /><br /><br /> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-9030203731392866944?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-82714643621064041032008-12-18T19:14:00.003+01:002008-12-18T19:18:02.862+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUqTo2vZTNI/AAAAAAAAAwg/xEkle4VXyTU/s1600-h/darrera+la+finestra.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUqTo2vZTNI/AAAAAAAAAwg/xEkle4VXyTU/s400/darrera+la+finestra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281195843143683282" border="0" /></a><br />... mirant com passen les hores, mirant com passen el dies. Mirant com passa la gent.<br /><br />Mirant, sempre mirant.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8271464362106404103?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-50854538518165961582008-12-14T21:41:00.005+01:002008-12-14T21:48:32.153+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxE6DdgyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/kDOaQuZ-oSs/s1600-h/bocana+fornells.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxE6DdgyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/kDOaQuZ-oSs/s400/bocana+fornells.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750467278963490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxEnBfEeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Z3K3K9qT-9E/s1600-h/ones+i+roques.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxEnBfEeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Z3K3K9qT-9E/s400/ones+i+roques.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750462170403298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxEJibcqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Pu6Z5HbeKUg/s1600-h/cam%C3%AD+cavalleria.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxEJibcqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Pu6Z5HbeKUg/s400/cam%C3%AD+cavalleria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750454255514274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxD7_swhI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_3y5n3OtMxU/s1600-h/basses+lluriac.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxD7_swhI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_3y5n3OtMxU/s400/basses+lluriac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750450620187154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxDWx14dI/AAAAAAAAAvw/lUM53zpBxsI/s1600-h/vaca.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVxDWx14dI/AAAAAAAAAvw/lUM53zpBxsI/s400/vaca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750440629952978" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SUVwgcpgkBI/AAAAAAAAAvo/fyhWvlil9nk/s1600-h/vaca.jpg"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5085453851816596158?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-50414133778478664622008-11-13T22:56:00.003+01:002008-11-13T22:58:50.209+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SRyiwfAkqGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NstDqhcloUs/s1600-h/lluna.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SRyiwfAkqGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NstDqhcloUs/s400/lluna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268264617957959778" border="0" /></a><br />... fa una estoneta.<br /><br />A so na cassana.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5041413377847866462?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-16884650004899077882008-10-21T21:48:00.002+02:002008-10-21T21:50:30.851+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SP4yZvbWt8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/GembWBk4c7k/s1600-h/nedada+octubre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SP4yZvbWt8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/GembWBk4c7k/s400/nedada+octubre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259696832624637890" border="0" /></a>... nedades de tardor!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1688465000489907788?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-42804831249144073802008-10-12T11:13:00.001+02:002008-10-12T11:18:55.772+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SPHAUfUsK2I/AAAAAAAAAbw/tvOrLImLxvM/s1600-h/far.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SPHAUfUsK2I/AAAAAAAAAbw/tvOrLImLxvM/s400/far.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256193698356276066" border="0" /></a><br />... ara sí, ...ara no, ...ara sí, .... ara...<br /><br />emocions?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4280483124914407380?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-88227419013247501012008-09-18T19:12:00.003+02:002008-09-18T19:19:17.520+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SNKMWZV-DUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/wt7MXjcT90M/s1600-h/maria+i+laia+blanc+i+negre.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SNKMWZV-DUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/wt7MXjcT90M/s400/maria+i+laia+blanc+i+negre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247410832228093250" /></a>... el sol i la lluna...<div style="text-align: right;">                                                                                                    ... na laia i na maria ...<br /></div><div><div>                                                                                       </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8822741901324750101?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-21990116696368060872008-09-15T21:43:00.005+02:002008-09-15T22:00:34.143+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SM67ZfaWzZI/AAAAAAAAAao/pC7QsAurd7Q/s1600-h/setembre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SM67ZfaWzZI/AAAAAAAAAao/pC7QsAurd7Q/s400/setembre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246336662536375698" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"> setembre...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-2199011669636806087?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-30531641950931933562008-09-07T11:09:00.002+02:002008-09-07T11:16:11.905+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMOaymcPdgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/P2ihS5xXAOk/s1600-h/a+323.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMOaymcPdgI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/P2ihS5xXAOk/s400/a+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243204585292527106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMOaywv_Y-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/GD626RQfW34/s1600-h/a+157.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMOaywv_Y-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/GD626RQfW34/s400/a+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243204588059714530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMOazBiZJQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oO7eqV4thk4/s1600-h/a+364.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMOazBiZJQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oO7eqV4thk4/s400/a+364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243204592566084866" border="0" /></a><br />D'aire càlid i content<br />es respira sa flairança<br />i es primers rajos de sol<br />reporten dolça gaubança.<br /><br />es carrer tot just desperta<br />i ja es beslluma sa festa<br />envaint nítidament<br />matinera llum xalesta.<br /><br />Mentre es perfumen ses cases<br />amb sabor de tradició,<br />mos desvetla amb alegria<br />es fabioler amb es tambor.<br /><br />... anirem tos a sa plaça,<br />però primer dins es pati,<br /><br />haurem de ben berenar<br />coca bamba i xocolati<br /><br />Sortirem en es portal,<br />veurem passar sa colcada...<br />Ha arribat un altre cop<br />sa nostra festa estimada!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lluís Sintes.</span><br /><br />Molt bones festes de la Mare de Déu de Gràcia!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3053164195093193356?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-3990768218025599712008-09-05T11:30:00.001+02:002008-09-05T11:32:17.633+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMD8W-SfxLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4ffPHTYu4VQ/s1600-h/posidonia+042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SMD8W-SfxLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4ffPHTYu4VQ/s400/posidonia+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242467437867156658" border="0" /></a><br />Puesto que ignoras lo que te reserva mañana, puedes darte el permiso de ser feliz hoy.<br />Toma un cántaro de vino, siéntate a la luz de la luna y bebe pensando en que mañana quizás la luna te busque inútilmente.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Omar Khayyam en el S. XI</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-399076821802559971?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-90191729322850977782008-07-13T18:28:00.002+02:002008-07-13T18:33:27.172+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SHotYr7K37I/AAAAAAAAAXs/b-J_CAPEys4/s1600-h/gavina.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SHotYr7K37I/AAAAAAAAAXs/b-J_CAPEys4/s400/gavina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222536620020522930" border="0" /></a><span style="color: black;" lang="CA"><o:p></o:p></span><span lang="CA"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="CA"></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Me importa un pito que las mujeres tengan los senos como magnolias o como pasas de higo; un cutis de durazno o de papel de lija. Le doy una importancia igual a cero, al hecho de que amanezcan con un aliento afrodisíaco o con un aliento insecticida. Soy perfectamente capaz de soportarles una nariz que sacaría el primer premio en una exposición de zanahorias; ¡pero eso sí! y en esto soy irreductible no les perdono, bajo ningún pretexto, que no sepan volar.</span></p><p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;">Oliverio Girondo.</span></p><p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></p><p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">... i es per açò que li vaig demanar a la gavina que em deixés les seves ales...</span></span></span></span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-9019172932285097778?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-12112745161318302532008-06-18T17:57:00.003+02:002008-06-18T20:38:54.416+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SFlT4ePxMcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/s8sMD_ptvQ8/s1600-h/cavalls.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SFlT4ePxMcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/s8sMD_ptvQ8/s400/cavalls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213290273315041730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />... simplement sort.<br /><br /><br /><i>Hi havia una vegada un homu que vivia en un petit poblet de la Xina i tenia una casa al camp amb un petit estable.<br /><br />Un dia quan va entrar a l'estable va trobar un cavall menjant de la seva palla , tots el veïns li van dir que tenia molta bona sort d'haver aconseguit un cavall així i ell els hi va respondre: ni bona sort ni mala sort, el temps dirà. Aquell mateix dia al vespre el cavall se'n va anar i tots els veïns li van dir que tenia molta mala sort perquè havia perdut el cavall i ell els hi va respondre: ni mala sort ni bona sort, el temps dirà. Uns dies després el mateix cavall va tornar però aquesta vegada acompanyat de set cavalls amics seus, i tots van quedar a l'estable. Els veïns quan ho van veure li van anar a dir que tenia molta sort de que hagués tornat el cavall i tan ben acompanyat, ell els hi va dir: ni bona sort ni mala sort, el temps dirà.<br /><br />Passats uns dies el fill d'aquell homu va decidir domar aquell cavall tan polit que havia arribat a ca seva, se li va pujar damunt i en una embranzida del cavall va caure a terra i es va rompre els dos braços i les dues cames. Els veïns en assabentar-se de la notícia van anar a veure l'accidentat i li van dir al pare que tenia molta mala sort de que el cavall hagués tirat al seu fill, ell els hi va respondre: ni mala sort ni bona sort, el temps dirà.<br /><br />A l'endemà va passar per el poble l'exèrcit xinés reclutant tots els joves per anar al front, quan van entrar a la casa d'aquell homu i van veure el fill tot ferit van decidir que no podia anar a lluitar contra l'enemic, salvant-se així d'una mort quasi segura. Els fills del veïns en canvi si que van ser reclutats. Quan l'exèrcit ja se'n havia anat el veïns, plorosos, van anar a veure l'homu i li van dir que tenia molta bona sort de que el seu fill hagués caigut del cavall...<br /><br />... sabeu que els hi va respondre ell?</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1211274516131830253?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-36969238304760188512008-06-16T21:37:00.001+02:002008-06-16T21:39:26.736+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SFbBT9Si4FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Nu5EQGQmNNY/s1600-h/cerveseta.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SFbBT9Si4FI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Nu5EQGQmNNY/s400/cerveseta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212566167341949010" border="0" /></a>... primera cerveseta de s'estiu en es Paupa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3696923830476018851?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-50592459854185263882008-06-11T15:31:00.003+02:002008-06-12T18:07:25.569+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W1Z9lTXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/3BrkaAJKSxg/s1600-h/music+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W1Z9lTXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/3BrkaAJKSxg/s400/music+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210619506881547634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W1lzX_kI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4s5leI--Lq4/s1600-h/music+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W1lzX_kI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4s5leI--Lq4/s400/music+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210619510059957826" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W2HrZnXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/iaUJrDanMac/s1600-h/music+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W2HrZnXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/iaUJrDanMac/s400/music+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210619519153315186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W2WJd02I/AAAAAAAAAVE/I-LmD8-ODm4/s1600-h/music+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE_W2WJd02I/AAAAAAAAAVE/I-LmD8-ODm4/s400/music+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210619523037516642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Garota de Ipanema, Yuri y los Cosmonautas, Mara del Alar, me llaman calle, me llaman calle, me llaman calle,... me llaman calle...<br /><br />Ah! i na Bebe, no l'anava a dir però total plou igual.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5059245985418526388?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-55256316498876417412008-06-09T23:15:00.009+02:002008-06-09T23:34:26.220+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2hxwTTvsI/AAAAAAAAATo/5fEeY9RlzKI/s1600-h/blau+8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2hxwTTvsI/AAAAAAAAATo/5fEeY9RlzKI/s400/blau+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209998220089081538" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2hkvUmUDI/AAAAAAAAATg/n4nChwuy0fM/s1600-h/blau+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2hkvUmUDI/AAAAAAAAATg/n4nChwuy0fM/s400/blau+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997996487757874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2hEVPcaKI/AAAAAAAAATY/EUZTFrKOIFk/s1600-h/blau+6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2hEVPcaKI/AAAAAAAAATY/EUZTFrKOIFk/s400/blau+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997439731001506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gu7qzozI/AAAAAAAAASw/nM9IIv06C_Q/s1600-h/blau+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gu7qzozI/AAAAAAAAASw/nM9IIv06C_Q/s400/blau+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997072089195314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gvgqwa2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/LNbTeYKLZNI/s1600-h/blau+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gvgqwa2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/LNbTeYKLZNI/s400/blau+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997082021096290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gwQJ1scI/AAAAAAAAATA/PAf-2VIU_aI/s1600-h/blau+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gwQJ1scI/AAAAAAAAATA/PAf-2VIU_aI/s400/blau+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997094767931842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gxJZJsPI/AAAAAAAAATI/z39bms4DC80/s1600-h/blau+7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gxJZJsPI/AAAAAAAAATI/z39bms4DC80/s400/blau+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997110132977906" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gx0fOTXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eia_tuWCjg0/s1600-h/blau+5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SE2gx0fOTXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eia_tuWCjg0/s400/blau+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209997121701170546" border="0" /></a><br />Orgia de blaus!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5525631649887641741?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-1736913157511569892008-05-27T19:58:00.002+02:002008-05-27T20:03:38.554+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SDxMK-mROxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Hzo5cS7IdiM/s1600-h/algues.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SDxMK-mROxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Hzo5cS7IdiM/s400/algues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205119020819364626" border="0" /></a><strong>Posidonians </strong>son los habitantes de Posidonia.<p align="justify"><strong>Posidonians</strong> son los seres que viven en el ecosistema de Posidonia.</p><p align="justify"><strong>Posidonians</strong> aman la <a href="http://posidoniafestival.com/posidonia/index.php/es/Formentera-2008/Arte-Ecologia-Turismo-Sostenible-Formentera/Posidonia-Oceanica.html" title="Posidonia">planta Posidonia</a>, las playas bonitas y el mar lleno de vida.</p><p align="justify"><strong>Posidonians</strong> son personas de cualquier tipo y cualquier lugar, son los usuarios del sitio web y participantes del Posidonia Festival en <a href="http://posidoniafestival.com/posidonia/index.php/es/Formentera-2008/Arte-Ecologia-Turismo-Sostenible-Formentera/Formentera.html" title="Formentera"><strong>Formentera</strong></a> pero no solo eso: son toda las personas que quieren conectarse de alguna manera con el <strong>Posidonia Festival</strong> y buscan otras personas como ellos.</p><p align="justify"><strong>Posidonians</strong> pueden usar este sitio web para comunicarse entre ellos y con los visitantes del sitio web, compartiendo experiencias, ideas, opiniones, objectivos, etc.</p><p align="justify"><strong>Posidonians</strong> son una comunidad basada en la <strong>responsabilidad</strong> e <strong>indipendencia</strong> de cada participante, que es el único resèponsable por lo que el/ella dice o hace.</p><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">Posidonians sóu voltros!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-173691315751156989?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-73811170542357856232008-05-17T15:52:00.004+02:002008-05-17T16:03:00.051+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SC7k3ddhQ7I/AAAAAAAAALU/rp187-_kGb4/s1600-h/port+de+ma%C3%B3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SC7k3ddhQ7I/AAAAAAAAALU/rp187-_kGb4/s400/port+de+ma%C3%B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201346261111882674" border="0" /></a><br />... al port de Maó.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7381117054235785623?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-16215549026405722312008-05-14T22:19:00.002+02:002008-05-14T22:20:49.776+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SCtJhtdhQ3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/uN9Ubhkx0uY/s1600-h/aixeta+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SCtJhtdhQ3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/uN9Ubhkx0uY/s400/aixeta+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200331038217290610" border="0" /></a><br />Només si obrim l'aixeta...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1621554902640572231?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-13124216505194405062008-05-05T21:22:00.001+02:002008-05-05T21:23:49.893+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SB9euPnvYEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1XB49F-aO8c/s1600-h/maduixes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SB9euPnvYEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1XB49F-aO8c/s400/maduixes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196976643569049666" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1312421650519440506?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-61064083760537385022008-04-27T22:07:00.001+02:002008-04-27T22:20:13.276+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SBTdbPnvYDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RbsQBJ9rhmM/s1600-h/margarita.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/SBTdbPnvYDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RbsQBJ9rhmM/s400/margarita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194019730384445490" border="0" /></a>M'estima, no m'estima, m'estima...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-6106408376053738502?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-34339155178196409552008-03-31T21:33:00.004+02:002008-03-31T21:43:13.048+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R_E-uBPqWMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GDXfiOgcvgE/s1600-h/peucs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R_E-uBPqWMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GDXfiOgcvgE/s400/peucs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183993606409181378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R_E85hPqWKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9wj3YoHAinA/s1600-h/peucs.jpg"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3433915517819640955?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-84207063580234280772008-03-28T20:03:00.003+01:002008-03-28T20:06:12.175+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R-1BNRPqWJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PtsFJPgLhCI/s1600-h/proves+forn,+02-03-2008+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R-1BNRPqWJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PtsFJPgLhCI/s400/proves+forn,+02-03-2008+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182870442396506258" border="0" /></a><br />a les fosques...<br /><br />A vegades les formes vénen donades però les pots canviar segons la llum que hi posis. Com tot.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8420706358023428077?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-81143219017771016992008-03-08T12:17:00.009+01:002008-03-08T12:33:31.019+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R9J4n-7zKwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bGaWAfLjaWE/s1600-h/proves+forn,+02-03-2008+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R9J4n-7zKwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bGaWAfLjaWE/s400/proves+forn,+02-03-2008+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175331550106168066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Una petita mostra de com fer una peli amb tretze cançons, una petita mostra de com fer una peli amb una guitarra vella, una petita mostra de com fer una peli amb quatre sentiments...<br /><br />Una petita mostra de com fer una bona peli.<br /><br /><br /><dl style="font-style: italic;" class="clrfix"><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">Reparto: Glen Hansard, Markéta Irglová, Hugh Walsh, Gerry Hendryck</span></dt><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">Director. John Carney</span></dt><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">Productor: Martina Niland</span></dt><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">Duración: 01:25:00</span></dt><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">Género: Drama</span></dt><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">País: Irlanda</span></dt><dt><span style="font-size:85%;">Distribuidora: Avalon Films</span></dt></dl><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8114321901777101699?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-67513310483401728342008-03-03T20:35:00.004+01:002008-03-03T20:51:09.607+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R8xWo1qoSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4bBmRzJsCEk/s1600-h/sol+cotxu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R8xWo1qoSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4bBmRzJsCEk/s400/sol+cotxu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173605331542493570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Camins, revolts de sal i pedra, ses meves mans s'aferren al volant. El colors, ocres, del final d'un altre dia m'acompanyen; també l'Adriana Calcanhoto.<br /><br />El rajos de sol s'amaguen, la mar està tranquil.la.<br /><br />Torn cap a casa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-6751331048340172834?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-49382011026461662472008-02-29T18:56:00.002+01:002008-02-29T18:59:54.225+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R8hHrFqoSWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sBeJuuWpW0w/s1600-h/peuades.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R8hHrFqoSWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sBeJuuWpW0w/s400/peuades.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172462977615939938" border="0" /></a> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style="">Peuades damunt s’arena, si vens…<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style="">em trobràs<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style="">balllant de puntes…<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style="">damunt d’aquesta roca</span></i><span style="">.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="">Caminar, deixar peuades, perseguir un somni. Què pot moure a una persona a deixar-ho tot i enfrontar-se al camí? Sense sebre cert que trobarà en arribar, amb un miratge com a objectiu. Supós que hi ha alguna a cosa a dintre, molt en el fons, que et diu que qualsevol cosa serà millor. El que no saben aquesta gent és que el camí no és planer, està ple de sorra, de sed, de mentides, de mort … i en arribar no sempre trobes palmeres, ni aigu. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style=""><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style=""><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i style=""><span style="">Si vens, em trobaràs.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i style=""><span style=""><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><i style=""><span style="">Ballant de puntes damunt d’aquesta roca.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><span style=""><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">“<st1:metricconverter productid="14 kilómetros" st="on">14 kilómetros</st1:metricconverter>” una pel.lícula que no vos podeu perdre, bé, tal vegada es darrer minut si que vos el podeu perdre. Ja em contareu.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4938201102646166247?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-84468719379923468202008-02-28T12:35:00.006+01:002008-02-28T19:45:38.066+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R8cBB5Xg8oI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mpppF6NnG8g/s1600-h/posta+de+sol+torta.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R8cBB5Xg8oI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mpppF6NnG8g/s400/posta+de+sol+torta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172103829149250178" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Fa ja molt de dies, i molt de somnis, que no m'aturava una estoneta a pensar, a mirar al meu alrededor, i no precisament les coses que m'envolten sinò els sentiments. I ara quan torn a obrir els ulls veig que per sort voltrus seguiu allà. La única cosa que em decep és que a part de voltrus, que evidentment vull trobar sempre que obri els ulls, tot segueix més o menys igual.<br /><br />Tal vegada és que no he triat el camí adequat per empendre el vol, tal vegada esperar a que passin les coses no és la solució. Tal vegada donar una pasa no seria tan perillós ni tan dramàtic, segurament després simplement hauria de donar una altra.<br /><br />Tal vegada...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8446871937992346820?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-41834446907707699882008-02-22T00:01:00.003+01:002008-02-22T00:06:11.383+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R74DIJXg8nI/AAAAAAAAAD8/89baC269-_0/s1600-h/sobrassada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R74DIJXg8nI/AAAAAAAAAD8/89baC269-_0/s400/sobrassada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169572860756292210" border="0" /></a><br />... de sobrassada amb mel!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4183444690770769988?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-71007573009479451392008-02-17T11:56:00.003+01:002008-02-17T12:05:00.666+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R7gTXJXg8mI/AAAAAAAAAD0/40lNhXylOSQ/s1600-h/infusi%C3%B3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R7gTXJXg8mI/AAAAAAAAAD0/40lNhXylOSQ/s400/infusi%C3%B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167901860780110434" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7100757300947945139?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-39359230314534674782008-02-07T16:08:00.001+01:002008-02-07T16:09:50.172+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R6sfMS6oQtI/AAAAAAAAADs/i5EH4tcog5M/s1600-h/s%C3%A1lvese+quien+pueda%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R6sfMS6oQtI/AAAAAAAAADs/i5EH4tcog5M/s400/s%C3%A1lvese+quien+pueda%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164255693807043282" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3935923031453467478?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-82529505479412006802008-01-30T23:58:00.001+01:002008-01-30T23:59:32.272+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R6EBSi6oQsI/AAAAAAAAADk/OGzcnXXLUQQ/s1600-h/DSC06062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R6EBSi6oQsI/AAAAAAAAADk/OGzcnXXLUQQ/s400/DSC06062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161408066065285826" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8252950547941200680?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-44935306188131667552008-01-16T15:34:00.000+01:002008-01-16T15:38:12.097+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R44WP-OkJnI/AAAAAAAAADc/YWpf_RFcKdI/s1600-h/la+Morada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R44WP-OkJnI/AAAAAAAAADc/YWpf_RFcKdI/s400/la+Morada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156083087043733106" border="0" /></a><br />i els dia 6 de setembre mentres fan el pregó a la plaça?<br />i els dissabtes de Gràcia?<br />i els fosquets de s'estiu a la terrassa?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4493530618813166755?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-32355695316727122052008-01-08T21:36:00.000+01:002008-01-08T21:48:21.187+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R4PgveOkJmI/AAAAAAAAADU/ayRyfX1zdZE/s1600-h/binigaus+pedres+blanc+i+negre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R4PgveOkJmI/AAAAAAAAADU/ayRyfX1zdZE/s400/binigaus+pedres+blanc+i+negre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153209504814605922" border="0" /></a><br />Nou any, nous aires, nous propòsits...<br />... jo mateixa.<br /><br />(nou refredat)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3235569531672712205?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-74318531985808888462007-12-18T20:08:00.001+01:002007-12-18T20:34:14.070+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R2ggn-OkJlI/AAAAAAAAADM/nCh-tpdDCG4/s1600-h/a+trav%C3%A8s+de+sa+barrera.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R2ggn-OkJlI/AAAAAAAAADM/nCh-tpdDCG4/s400/a+trav%C3%A8s+de+sa+barrera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145398445361866322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Cap de Favaritx</span></span><br /><br />Aquí s'acaba el món, o tal vegada<br />comença, i el llenguatge de les pedres<br />és un recer misteriós i lúcid<br />per repensar la vidar i estimar-la.<br />Aquí s'atura el temps i només resta<br />l'interrogant del mar, la desmesura<br />que empetiteix el gest, o bé l'exalta.<br />Llum i més llum en una orgia d'ecos,<br />mar i més mar per esculpir a les roques<br />rostres, senyals,enigmes i preguntes,<br />sempre distants i sempre comprensibles.<br />l'u i el divers s'esbalcen i es confonen<br />pels farallons dels anys, mentre una noia<br />de pits nus i de cuixes esveltíssimes<br />vinguda no sé d'on, s'apropa, lenta,<br />brandant amb la mà estesa algun missatge.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Miquel Martí i Pol.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7431853198580888846?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-49909897862992175412007-12-10T20:45:00.000+01:002007-12-10T21:03:06.827+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R12YTexsXLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7O3Hs-4rhkQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R12YTexsXLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7O3Hs-4rhkQ/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142433809973402802" border="0" /></a><br />Perquè aquí el camp és verd, molt verd, i les façanes blanques, molt blanques. Perquè aquí la llar de foc ens fa més nobles, i el sol ens acompanya en les nostres converses, i les estrelles somien els nostres somnis. Perquè hem rigut, cantat, ballat, jugat. Perquè hem celebrat un aniversari. Perquè a estones érem cinc, o tres, o dotze. Perquè ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4990989786299217541?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-13799647445695785642007-12-02T22:11:00.000+01:002007-12-03T10:13:45.202+01:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-89e20f824b534dc0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89e20f824b534dc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331483688%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26A6A3BFEDE185E63BF20AF81B010C02FA54E2B0.514ACC09F106433259D4A59722CF8C8AE1C33DBD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89e20f824b534dc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiUo41Q66TNcrRD9tgP7S2koAJQ0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89e20f824b534dc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331483688%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26A6A3BFEDE185E63BF20AF81B010C02FA54E2B0.514ACC09F106433259D4A59722CF8C8AE1C33DBD%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89e20f824b534dc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiUo41Q66TNcrRD9tgP7S2koAJQ0&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">El buscador, Jorge Bucay.</span><br /><br />Sa meva llibreta l'ompliu entre tots...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1379964744569578564?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-54479175611406669622007-11-28T21:00:00.000+01:002007-11-28T21:09:18.771+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R03J5u62EzI/AAAAAAAAACs/ts_b-Grs8BA/s1600-h/aranya.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R03J5u62EzI/AAAAAAAAACs/ts_b-Grs8BA/s400/aranya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137984743584174898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Avui no ha fet tant de sol com es dia en que l'aranya es va menjar sa libèl.lula!<br />Crec que trob a faltar es sol...<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-5447917561140666962?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-90392023455536343562007-11-21T20:58:00.001+01:002007-11-21T21:01:20.842+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R0SOC-62EyI/AAAAAAAAACk/iiJ6nCWBD-c/s1600-h/ull+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/R0SOC-62EyI/AAAAAAAAACk/iiJ6nCWBD-c/s400/ull+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135385657009902370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jo avui crec que també tenc els ulls vidriosos...<br />Que acabi ja aquesta setmana!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-9039202345553634356?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-72509293246810193192007-11-17T11:11:00.001+01:002007-11-17T11:17:29.115+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rz6_M-62ExI/AAAAAAAAACc/JbVB6Y-Om2M/s1600-h/Abel+platja+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rz6_M-62ExI/AAAAAAAAACc/JbVB6Y-Om2M/s400/Abel+platja+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133750855018091282" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7250929324681019319?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-5939247834607413102007-11-16T18:08:00.001+01:002007-11-16T18:10:41.031+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rz3O0e62EvI/AAAAAAAAACM/-Gi8UdA_G_g/s1600-h/ventolin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rz3O0e62EvI/AAAAAAAAACM/-Gi8UdA_G_g/s400/ventolin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133486551320630002" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-593924783460741310?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-14857229828093789782007-11-14T20:43:00.000+01:002007-11-14T20:51:52.982+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RztQ9GFInII/AAAAAAAAACE/Njk6GNJ3CVw/s1600-h/M%C3%A9s+c%C3%B2dols.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RztQ9GFInII/AAAAAAAAACE/Njk6GNJ3CVw/s400/M%C3%A9s+c%C3%B2dols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132785210853203074" border="0" /></a><br /><span>Al cor del remolí,<br />intemporal,eterna,<br />carn permanent, oferta<br />als embats durs del vent<br />de la fugacitat,<br /><br />i no solament viva<br />pàlpit de pètal, fèrtil,<br />flor tu mateixa, roca,<br />memòria de la mel<br />al paradís dels símbols.<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Narcís Comadira.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-1485722982809378978?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-32819867543052621542007-11-08T19:33:00.000+01:002007-11-08T19:53:51.618+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RzNaN9oeNJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YcL1hKG_YDY/s1600-h/c%C3%B2dols.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RzNaN9oeNJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YcL1hKG_YDY/s400/c%C3%B2dols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130543596434240658" border="0" /></a>Còdols.<br />Mar.<br />Llum.<br />Binigaus.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-3281986754305262154?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-78022397710301828222007-11-02T18:39:00.000+01:002007-11-02T18:42:56.345+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RythR5zHNfI/AAAAAAAAABs/0UAqVRS9Y5E/s1600-h/vorera.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RythR5zHNfI/AAAAAAAAABs/0UAqVRS9Y5E/s400/vorera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128299560892315122" border="0" /></a><br />si tu te fas l'arena, l'arena de la mar,<br />jo me faré la ona, i et vindré a besar...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-7802239771030182822?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-91983167011601799232007-10-30T22:30:00.001+01:002007-10-30T22:33:54.900+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Ryei3JzHNeI/AAAAAAAAABE/h_QE6MFunfI/s1600-h/branques.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Ryei3JzHNeI/AAAAAAAAABE/h_QE6MFunfI/s400/branques.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127245769191405026" border="0" /></a><br />La vida de un pájaro en vuelo<br />la vida de un amanecer<br />la vida de un crío<br />de un bosque y de un río<br />la vida me ha hecho saber.<br /><br />La vida del sordo y del ciego<br />la vida que no sabe hablar<br />la del triste loco<br />la que sabe a poco<br />la vida me ha hecho soñar.<br /><br />La vida voraz que se enreda<br />la vida que sale a jugar<br />la vida consciente que queda<br />la vida que late en el mar.<br /><br />La vida que brota de un muerto<br />la vida que no se murió<br />la de los desiertos<br />la de un libro abierto<br />la vida me ha hecho cual yo.<br /><br />La vida que alumbra en el trueno<br />la vida final de un adiós<br />la vida goteando de un seno<br />la vida secreta de un dios.<br /><br />La vida que pende de todo<br />la vida de cada emoción<br />la vida en exceso<br />la vida de un beso<br />la vida me ha hecho canción.<br /><br /><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;"> Silvio Rodríguez.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-9198316701160179923?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-81377009317639922112007-10-26T19:26:00.001+02:002007-10-26T19:27:29.084+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RyIjapzHNcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iHvxkvGa5V8/s1600-h/DSC03526.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/RyIjapzHNcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iHvxkvGa5V8/s400/DSC03526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125698266704852418" border="0" /></a><br />Ja és divendres, qui s'apunta a fer unes herbes?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-8137700931763992211?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-66610978429840171042007-10-24T14:57:00.000+02:002007-10-24T15:01:36.781+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rx9B72KAQXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hCQEXMFNWGk/s1600-h/petxines+marc+negre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rx9B72KAQXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hCQEXMFNWGk/s400/petxines+marc+negre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124887397376475506" border="0" /></a><br />Avui em passaria es capvespre cercant escopinyes asseguda a sa vorera de la mar!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-6661097842984017104?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559341650640658007.post-46356461235681319622007-10-22T22:41:00.003+02:002007-10-22T23:38:24.478+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rx0X1mKAQWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/if7DvJH0nQo/s1600-h/favaritx.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctKZxh9q-Fs/Rx0X1mKAQWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/if7DvJH0nQo/s400/favaritx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124278160560505186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Veiem el cel tan poc sovint!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Avui dos simples núvols de color de rosa</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">m'han recordat que visc.</span> <span style="font-family:times new roman;"> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /> Helena Planabasarda.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559341650640658007-4635646123568131962?l=fardefavaritx.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Favàritxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00502666850141159150noreply@blogger.com5