<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645</id><updated>2012-01-26T10:41:43.841-08:00</updated><category term='Lou Andreas Salomé'/><category term='Leo Ferré'/><category term='Erik Satie'/><category term='Radice materne'/><category term='Mon amant de Saint Jean'/><category term='Violon'/><category term='Manuel de Falla'/><category term='Freud 1907'/><category term='Ray Charles'/><category term='J.A.D Ingres'/><category term='Jean-Marie Le Clezio'/><category term='Bonnard'/><category term='Haendel'/><category term='Valzer'/><category term='Walzer'/><category term='Sidney Bechet'/><category term='S.Freud 1912'/><category term='Edvard Grieg'/><category term='Jacques Derrida'/><category term='centenaire'/><category term='Zhivago'/><category term='Baz Luhrmann'/><category term='Stabat Mater'/><category term='Paolo Conte psyche'/><category term='Schubert'/><category term='Jazz'/><category term='Bejart'/><category term='Barenboim'/><category term='Raoul Dufy'/><category term='Beart'/><category term='Jessye Norman'/><category term='Yves Montand'/><category term='the scene of Lara&apos;s departure'/><category term='Leonard da Vinci'/><category term='Simone de Beauvoir'/><category term='Antonin Dvorak'/><category term='Radice paterne'/><category term='Gounod'/><category term='Le petit prince'/><category term='Yvette Guilbert'/><category term='Sci alpino'/><category term='J.Brel'/><category term='President'/><category term='Mozart'/><category term='Carmen'/><category term='Ferré'/><category term='Freud 1911'/><category term='Altra vita'/><category term='Botrel'/><category term='Scott Joplin'/><category term='Nuda di Pablo Neruda'/><category term='Rainer Maria Rilke'/><category term='Claude Lelouch'/><category term='La belle et la bête'/><category term='Edith Piaf'/><category term='Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio (1602)'/><category term='Bach'/><category term='Gottingen'/><category term='Grecia antica'/><category term='Moustaki'/><category term='L&apos;arrestation de Jésus'/><category term='Virgile'/><category term='Jean Ferrat'/><category term='Claude Levi-Strauss'/><category term='Django Reinhardt'/><category term='Julia Kristeva'/><category term='Dale'/><category term='International Children'/><category term='Marie-Paule Belle'/><category term='Jacques Brel'/><category term='yesterday when I was young'/><category term='Barbara'/><category term='Boogie'/><category term='Karajan - Beethoven Symphony No. 9'/><category term='Pablo Picasso'/><category term='Aragon'/><category term='Dvorak-Symphony No.9 &quot;From the New World&quot;'/><category term='Helène Cixous'/><category term='Joan Baez'/><category term='David Sides'/><category term='Freud 1913'/><category term='Bucoliques'/><category term='Charles Beaudelaire'/><category term='beethoven fur elise'/><category term='Maria Callas'/><category term='Dean Martin'/><title type='text'>pietramadreperla</title><subtitle type='html'>questa quà e una finzione che deve stare anonima per fare vivere gli associazioni liberi "tutto quello che viene allo spirito" questo quà è necessario al sviluppo della vita mentale a partire da fatti veri.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>667</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1391176421174816643</id><published>2012-01-22T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:50:47.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ampiezza  certa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zYpimfp42ew?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sta sera è una serata particolare e specialmente triste. Perchè ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sta sera il nostro Maestro è partito, mai non lo vedremo ... mai non lo ascolteremo più ... mai non potremo più parlare con lui della clinica difficle che conosceva tanto bene ! Che potrà rimpiazzarlo adesso ? Tra noi ne parliamo già ... Ma anchè oggi ci lodiamo ... perchè l'Opera li piaceva tanto a &lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andr%C3%A9_Green"&gt;André Green &lt;/a&gt;. ... Sono andata a sentire quest'Opera, giovedi sera senza sapere che ci sarebbe tanto prossimo questo momento. Questo giorno sono stata a casa per riposarmi infine di un viaggio di ieri a Marsiglia con dei colleghi a che parlavo ancora di lui e del suo caro insegnamento ! Poi quella giornata ero preoccupata dalla "trasmissione" ... Infatti ci sono qualche terre agricole restando in brittania, ma venendo da mia madre, gran madre e di loro antenati. Cosa fare di queste ? I miei fratelli vogliono venderle ed io non lo so. Trasmissione necessaria ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1391176421174816643?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/1391176421174816643/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=1391176421174816643' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1391176421174816643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1391176421174816643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/ampiezza-certa_22.html' title='Ampiezza  certa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zYpimfp42ew/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8111964836269178272</id><published>2012-01-20T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:22:12.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandiosa  opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULvJ9I5M5sw/TxyQaSztWeI/AAAAAAAAKBc/RUOCUXR8XWM/s1600/CIMG1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700590009743923682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULvJ9I5M5sw/TxyQaSztWeI/AAAAAAAAKBc/RUOCUXR8XWM/s320/CIMG1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.google.fr/url?q=http://www.planet-opera.com/production.php%3Frepre%3D908%26nom%3DL-Enlevement-au-Serail-Opera-de-Nice&amp;amp;sa=U&amp;amp;ei=EJIcT7q4FcjO8QO218CkCw&amp;amp;ved=0CCQQFjAI&amp;amp;sig2=pHYMa947W8XcWHTWmdTFPQ&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNEWsnFEpTAxmCJlgB5cWFDOy4AyrQ"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L'Enlèvement au Serail - Opéra , janvier 2012 sta l'avvenimento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dell'inverno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;per il quale ci sarà la memoria della tenerezza e della violenza probabile che l'amore puo svegliare ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700590458716062338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uw0WqdyLGQA/TxyQ0bXAgoI/AAAAAAAAKBo/6VxHL1NVxuw/s320/CIMG1437.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ffO4cl-53bU/TxyRON1z5KI/AAAAAAAAKB0/JnB_tFG5JHM/s1600/CIMG1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700590901763761314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ffO4cl-53bU/TxyRON1z5KI/AAAAAAAAKB0/JnB_tFG5JHM/s320/CIMG1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Il coro sta chiamendo la bellezza del Pacha quando sappiamo che gli amanti, pensendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;morte come solo regalo possibile senza sapere che ci sarà la liberta data dal Pacha che li aspettavano veramente, regalo del più grandioso !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8111964836269178272?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/8111964836269178272/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=8111964836269178272' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8111964836269178272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8111964836269178272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/grandiosa-opera.html' title='Grandiosa  opera'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULvJ9I5M5sw/TxyQaSztWeI/AAAAAAAAKBc/RUOCUXR8XWM/s72-c/CIMG1433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8719036335810328498</id><published>2012-01-16T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:40:45.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costanza del ricordo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KXLDR6nlD5s?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eppure c'era un bel viaggio quando eravamo alla calore dell'estate, ricorditi ! &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/AV-ytN60LNw"&gt;http://youtu.be/AV-ytN60LNw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8719036335810328498?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/8719036335810328498/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=8719036335810328498' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8719036335810328498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8719036335810328498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/costanza-del-ricordo.html' title='Costanza del ricordo'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KXLDR6nlD5s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6323733955207284960</id><published>2012-01-11T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:27:10.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rinascimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/soMdQ08HZRI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sono andata alla botega Apple per fare ristaurare il mio Ipad ... è nuovo adesso, senti come posso ancora cantare e mostrare tutta bellezza nuda della città, corpo di piacere per noi ! Poi la mia nuova installazione da Youtube ha permesso di fare venire queste imagine, soltanto oggi ma grazie atesore mio che veglia solo per me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6323733955207284960?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6323733955207284960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6323733955207284960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/rinascimento.html' title='Rinascimento'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/soMdQ08HZRI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7685602863478255298</id><published>2012-01-09T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:59:32.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disfortuna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PegUTp9ydKk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" height="270" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sta sera di nuovo, internet non funzione, che disgrazia ... Per il momento non posso più scrivere facilmente, e di più ho cancellato tutte le mie video, che bello atto mancato di cancellarle cosi in una seconda senza capire come ci è stato fatto ... Infine il mio Ipad è stato all'improvisto blocato e non so perchè ! Si, forse ... da qualchi giorni, sono attacata da una paziente con tanta vigore, perchè cambiando le mie parole come le voglie, cerca a distruggere il legame tra noi, non sentendosi mai amata, e senza capire una seconda che non potevo parlarli cosi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7685602863478255298?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7685602863478255298/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7685602863478255298' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7685602863478255298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7685602863478255298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/disfortuna.html' title='Disfortuna'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PegUTp9ydKk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2665878151501963738</id><published>2012-01-08T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:03:32.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grande vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QrXcT-j27Rc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" height="270" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magari, non sta più di connessione per fare passare le fotografie che vodrei lasciare qui ! Quasi impossibile di creare i messaggi adesso senza funzione di blogger che fugge ...quanto tempo ci sarà cosi ancora ? Domani vado comprare un'altro computer perchè il mio sta il peggio degli anni passati, roto certo ! Pero ci starà il mio idol comete anchè, sai bene !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2665878151501963738?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2665878151501963738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2665878151501963738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Grande vita'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QrXcT-j27Rc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6851888582540260812</id><published>2012-01-06T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:16:09.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aria felice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H0_Te9NV-U0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In questa perioda ci sta la Befana che rivenga date, come dapertutto in Italia, sai ! Come se l'aria stava più felice all'improvisto, come se Natale si prolongava, perchè è il giorno dei regali sopratutto per tutti .... fiori, parfumi, viaggi, vestiti nuovi anchè calze sono possibili da dare ma sopratutto i giocchi per bambini. Cari nipoti è l'indomani del giorno del vostro compleano per la nostra gioia ! Ricordete ... ma questa video non sta più, peccato !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6851888582540260812?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6851888582540260812/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6851888582540260812' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6851888582540260812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6851888582540260812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/aria-felice_11.html' title='Aria felice'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H0_Te9NV-U0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6304225810651153465</id><published>2012-01-05T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:05:57.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compleano giovanile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgdyVYz41eY/TwoTiLTctTI/AAAAAAAAJ_Y/PYCel677qdw/s1600/Deux%2Bans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695386156634256690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgdyVYz41eY/TwoTiLTctTI/AAAAAAAAJ_Y/PYCel677qdw/s200/Deux%2Bans.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ci siamo nel desiderio di scrivere, ma non c'e piu di connessione di nuovo, che peccato ! Eppure ci troviamo il modo di contornare questo quà ancora una volta, fino al momento dove ci arrivano le ultime imagine ... dei due anni ! Cosa ti piaci tanto ? La luce o il dolce di cioccolato ? Ma la storia di Moogli ti sarà tanto piacevole nel " &lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Le Livre De La Jungle" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZU7B6lRVv6U"&gt;Le Livre De La Jungle&lt;/a&gt;" !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695386544215344210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2yAJS8tgt8/TwoT4vJ-xFI/AAAAAAAAJ_k/FP0hgzj4seo/s320/Youn%2Bet%2BN%25C3%25A9o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GR6X8Ikxtdg/TwoVFskejXI/AAAAAAAAJ_w/-9h0VGVNLvY/s1600/Neo%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695387866371100018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GR6X8Ikxtdg/TwoVFskejXI/AAAAAAAAJ_w/-9h0VGVNLvY/s200/Neo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guardi come tu sei felice, quando succede la fortuna del "colissimo" ad aprire colla complicità di mamma ... Vedi il tuo sorriso quando tu metti il pull-over mandato dal Perou, il paese di tutti i sogni per te e per il tuo fratello, sailo bambino ! Porti su te il sole e la pioggia coi tuoi grandi occi che ridono sempre ... &lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Le Livre de la Jungle _Etre un homme comme vous.avi" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vaaNyGYj28"&gt;_Etre un homme comme vous.&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6304225810651153465?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6304225810651153465/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6304225810651153465' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6304225810651153465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6304225810651153465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/compleano-giovanile.html' title='Compleano giovanile'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgdyVYz41eY/TwoTiLTctTI/AAAAAAAAJ_Y/PYCel677qdw/s72-c/Deux%2Bans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7904002461066954827</id><published>2012-01-02T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:55:03.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dopo capo d'anno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UQsRWgPprww?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come stai adesso col ricordo di felicità delle ore passate ? Ci sarebbe meglio ancora quest'anno ? Ci potrebbe ....ma questa video non sta più !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7904002461066954827?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7904002461066954827/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7904002461066954827' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7904002461066954827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7904002461066954827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/dopo-capo-danno_09.html' title='Dopo capo d&apos;anno'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UQsRWgPprww/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5801378586084127777</id><published>2012-01-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:01:40.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brillante anno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A mezzanotte la gioia Italiana &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hs9sirfQ4g/TwDRcItwAcI/AAAAAAAAJ-0/QIi_BsOppyI/s1600/CIMG1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692780210302222786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hs9sirfQ4g/TwDRcItwAcI/AAAAAAAAJ-0/QIi_BsOppyI/s200/CIMG1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ed il Champagne, &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.za/url?q=http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DSmdnCjBDTeA&amp;amp;sa=U&amp;amp;ei=QtcAT9mMH4jo8QOyl62hAQ&amp;amp;ved=0CBAQtwIwAA&amp;amp;sig2=vtcoHEj4Zo8GPghcfIi14g&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNE7MQEXuSak2lywr-AHYIjf-JRa9Q"&gt;Azzurro &lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Giorgio Gaber - O Bella Ciao" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kyj2N4uYOk0"&gt;O Bella Ciao&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="quando anderemo fora per la Valsugana" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95ajwSXQq3I"&gt;quando anderemo fora per la Valsugana&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Valsugana - Coro Alpino" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIFG3Ynk_OM"&gt;Valsugana - Coro Alpino&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL24v3f4E5E/TwDQ7YYubXI/AAAAAAAAJ-o/HWOyxoyKeOU/s1600/CIMG1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692779647573323122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL24v3f4E5E/TwDQ7YYubXI/AAAAAAAAJ-o/HWOyxoyKeOU/s320/CIMG1414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Alle quindici e mezzo, il sole sta rivenuto ed sciare, sta di nuovo possibile senza caduta, magari ! Attenzione ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692780715058549090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQrNA1GxOXM/TwDR5hFCUWI/AAAAAAAAJ_A/Xhbr_-MQ0CQ/s320/CIMG1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma nella sera sempre niente dite, per indicare la vita ... salve l'acqua che scende sempre tra la valle dell'Arc, che seguemo per il piacere di conoscere di nuovo il movimento delle gambe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrlbx1cUclA/TwDY5UOpTuI/AAAAAAAAJ_M/Yll_4IdSGv8/s1600/CIMG1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692788408190586594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrlbx1cUclA/TwDY5UOpTuI/AAAAAAAAJ_M/Yll_4IdSGv8/s200/CIMG1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Piacere di seguire il sole che cade poco a poco, il piacere di respirare l'aria del nuovo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; anno, il cuore leggero, eppurre .. quando arrivi nella prima notte dell'anno ... &lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="ADDIO MIA BELLA ADDIO" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3_abCVrLiNw"&gt;ADDIO MIA BELLA ADDIO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5801378586084127777?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/5801378586084127777/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=5801378586084127777' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5801378586084127777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5801378586084127777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2012/01/brillante-anno.html' title='Brillante anno'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hs9sirfQ4g/TwDRcItwAcI/AAAAAAAAJ-0/QIi_BsOppyI/s72-c/CIMG1409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-495608287959509124</id><published>2011-12-30T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:41:07.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo scuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La neve cade sempre da qualche ore !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bipFThQa_mE/Tv3WxilYK_I/AAAAAAAAJ94/p0naX0g41og/s1600/DSCN0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691941650651687922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bipFThQa_mE/Tv3WxilYK_I/AAAAAAAAJ94/p0naX0g41og/s200/DSCN0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Che brutto, brutto tempo oggi, per il ginocchio sinistra come per il cuore che non vede tutto bene ... perchè piegare la gamba sta divenuto difficile e sciare impossibile ... che disgrazia tutto questo bianco ! Anchè l'acqua non puo andare via, risorgere ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691943197155810386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6DVbCeJDwY/Tv3YLjwsXFI/AAAAAAAAJ-E/8IeU0Sb0dsY/s320/DSCN0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9FuWameFr0/Tv3acvm-16I/AAAAAAAAJ-Q/ir3r0Azd-es/s1600/DSCN0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691945691417335714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9FuWameFr0/Tv3acvm-16I/AAAAAAAAJ-Q/ir3r0Azd-es/s200/DSCN0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quando rivenirà il sole che ci piace tanto ? Per l'ultimo momento dell'anno ? Coll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a tua presenza permanente ?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;O quando sarei in buona salutà ? Non fa tanto bel tempo questi giorni qui, salve nel cuore, puodarsi ? Quando ci sarà un'altra vita ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-495608287959509124?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/495608287959509124/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=495608287959509124' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/495608287959509124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/495608287959509124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/tempo-scuro.html' title='Tempo scuro'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bipFThQa_mE/Tv3WxilYK_I/AAAAAAAAJ94/p0naX0g41og/s72-c/DSCN0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1241419993803638594</id><published>2011-12-29T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:53:20.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al tramonto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691665090158557074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncshXwTv_Yc/TvzbPmdkd5I/AAAAAAAAJ9U/kvugMttHxoc/s200/CIMG1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncshXwTv_Yc/TvzbPmdkd5I/AAAAAAAAJ9U/kvugMttHxoc/s1600/CIMG1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;l &lt;/span&gt;tramonto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;sono andata al villagio per entrare nella chiesa ma quando sono arrivata alzando il cammino, la porta era chiusa. Chiusa anchè la capella tanta bella di fresche antiche e faceva tanto freddo che ho dovuto scendere presto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;... &lt;em&gt;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;er entrare nella prima caffèteria calda che mi sono cosi riccaldata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;infine. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691665448585846162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBiyuDgaL_0/TvzbkdtS3ZI/AAAAAAAAJ9g/U8CQKO1eDi4/s320/CIMG1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKhVPsbfjE8/Tvzb2ABcMGI/AAAAAAAAJ9s/YQUQ3yAIqTs/s1600/CIMG1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691665749854924898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKhVPsbfjE8/Tvzb2ABcMGI/AAAAAAAAJ9s/YQUQ3yAIqTs/s200/CIMG1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Senza anima, senza parole, senza più potere parlare alla mia vecchia amica ... mi sono sentita tanta sola !&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Era l'ora della ceremonia lontana dove eravano i miei figli con lei, ed io ero quà nel deserto montenero ... Pero c'era te che pensava a me forse ? Ma rientrendo, sono caduta nelle scalle della grande casa conosciuta e sta sera sono a metà ammalata di una inflamazione della gamba sinistra, ancora una volta ! Non posso avanzare di nuovo, senza aiuta amichevole. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1241419993803638594?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1241419993803638594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1241419993803638594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/al-tramonto.html' title='Al tramonto'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncshXwTv_Yc/TvzbPmdkd5I/AAAAAAAAJ9U/kvugMttHxoc/s72-c/CIMG1373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1315026858123411765</id><published>2011-12-28T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:57:00.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natale montenero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbcaCVa1Z0w/TvyGkmMPPfI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/LfpNpThSSaI/s1600/DSCN0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691571992374754802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbcaCVa1Z0w/TvyGkmMPPfI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/LfpNpThSSaI/s200/DSCN0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Come se la stella che ci guide, non poteva mai arrivare da qualche parte salve in montagna deserta dove siamo da due giorni di nuovo quà, dove siete passate ma non in Swizzera ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691570302187937042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCRs83tON6c/TvyFCNwTHRI/AAAAAAAAJ8w/HnMfW3qilww/s320/DSCN0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8vFZXNVqLs/TvyGAVWPSOI/AAAAAAAAJ88/EsQBFoaMBmM/s1600/DSCN0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691571369378007266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8vFZXNVqLs/TvyGAVWPSOI/AAAAAAAAJ88/EsQBFoaMBmM/s200/DSCN0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Troppo lungo sia il cammino per venire fino qui, al piede del monte come al piede della bergeria dove i personnagi biblici si raggiungono sempre, ogni anno, sai ! Mi sono concentrata coi tutti che conoscevano ... La tradizione sarà perpetueta tanti anni ancora che abbiamo il tempo di morire e di ressucitare coi morti. Da quà, ho tanto pensato a te, amica che non vedro più mai, magari perchè tu sei sotto terra, adesso ... la ferita in me sta grandissima, sai ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1315026858123411765?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/1315026858123411765/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=1315026858123411765' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1315026858123411765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1315026858123411765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/natale-montenero.html' title='Natale montenero'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbcaCVa1Z0w/TvyGkmMPPfI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/LfpNpThSSaI/s72-c/DSCN0647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3901520518853891490</id><published>2011-12-27T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:58:23.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gioia e tristezza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVttBnw8gR8/Tvx8QshfYDI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/kRhqEteMiXM/s1600/CIMG1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691560655360843826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVttBnw8gR8/Tvx8QshfYDI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/kRhqEteMiXM/s200/CIMG1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Al momento di cui avevamo tanta gioia per Natale cogli bambini che avevano scoperto le meraviglie e dunque la magia della festa , c'èra anchè una tristezza possibile che si prepara .va..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691308566201535682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BqC2GzWFB-s/TvuW_LOUjMI/AAAAAAAAJ70/EqPTU926o0w/s320/CIMG1346.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd-_E0E7s4E/TvuXMYk82VI/AAAAAAAAJ8A/hFW1sO1ljH4/s1600/CIMG1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691308793124411730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd-_E0E7s4E/TvuXMYk82VI/AAAAAAAAJ8A/hFW1sO1ljH4/s200/CIMG1348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;La nostra grande amica ha dovuto prendere con noi il suo ultimo pranzo di Natale. L'avevamo accompagnata fino quà alle nonantaquatttro anni, perchè non poteva più entrare nella sua casa ma soltanto in casa di pensioni da poco, che non li piaceva&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCRA_72bxFY/TvuYO96A9BI/AAAAAAAAJ8M/xELsUPdbVyM/s1600/CIMG1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691309937016239122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCRA_72bxFY/TvuYO96A9BI/AAAAAAAAJ8M/xELsUPdbVyM/s200/CIMG1293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma sta mattina dopo essere rivenuta nel sud, imparo che alla mattina stessa, quella muore di un AVC ! Finita la grande storia amichevole che si è sviluppata tra noi, da tanti anni ... Come fare con questo ? Soltanto un riccordo starà di lei. Più niente di vivo ! Come fare rivenire indietro ? Prendere di nuovo l'aereo in perioda tanta piena, colla stanchezza ? Finalmente non partiro nel norde no senza una certa disgrazia dopo la gioia di Natale: Nascita e Morte ci sarebbero insieme ? Dove sei in questo silenzio mortelle ? Scrivere sarebbe soltanto ancora l'ultimo soffio di vita ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3901520518853891490?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3901520518853891490/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3901520518853891490' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3901520518853891490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3901520518853891490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/al-momento-di-cui-abbiamo-tanta-goia.html' title='Gioia e tristezza'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVttBnw8gR8/Tvx8QshfYDI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/kRhqEteMiXM/s72-c/CIMG1286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3539303199541483275</id><published>2011-12-26T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T15:21:01.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In treno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ci siamo partiti a mezzogiorno oggi, dalla citta vecchia di Brittania, senza sapere quante öre ci sarebbero nécessarie per viaggiare fino nel sud perche l'ultima volta c'era lo scioppero. Adesso e molto piu facile per félicita come se aviamo la fortuna di Natale con noi !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690580958722970578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWf-DP8hZ8s/TvkBO2JI09I/AAAAAAAAJ7Q/dlcsCCeRc3c/s320/blue-line-cta-rapid-transit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cosi siamo passati a Parigi alle tre e mezzo poi a Aix en Provence alle dicianove e mezzo per arrivare senza dubbio alle dieci e mezzo a Nizza : dieci öre di viaggio tra il norde éd il sud ! Mandare delle mails sta possibile come se il treno poteva anche seguire la connessione ! Infatto la technologia potrebbe fare tanto che non sarebberemo piu lontani di nessuno ? Quanto il cielo potra aiutarci a volare da un punto all'altro del mondo per andare molto presto da un punto all'altro del mondo per vedervi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3539303199541483275?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3539303199541483275/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3539303199541483275' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3539303199541483275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3539303199541483275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-treno.html' title='In treno'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWf-DP8hZ8s/TvkBO2JI09I/AAAAAAAAJ7Q/dlcsCCeRc3c/s72-c/blue-line-cta-rapid-transit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7745819261799902534</id><published>2011-12-24T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T10:00:08.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canto di Natale</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E1L6ty1jGI4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All'ora della veglia di Natale, possiamo ritrovare i piccoli bambini che non cantano ancora ma soltanto ascoltare le voce, per loro piacere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7745819261799902534?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7745819261799902534/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7745819261799902534' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7745819261799902534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7745819261799902534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/canto-di-natale.html' title='Canto di Natale'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E1L6ty1jGI4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7387597080028615042</id><published>2011-12-20T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T04:31:59.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acqua delle meraviglie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well Charlotte K. ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_lCaOZmlG0/TvCuUFllV2I/AAAAAAAAJ5w/7_MCNUoTR7Y/s1600/CIMG0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688237989489366882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_lCaOZmlG0/TvCuUFllV2I/AAAAAAAAJ5w/7_MCNUoTR7Y/s200/CIMG0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Christmas blessings to you ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hai presi queste imagine della meraviglia che stando davanti a noi ed adesso, possiamo sempre rivederle per piacere. Ci sta meglio che in realtà, questo muro sai ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb3OrllJ4SY/TvCvhtfNz6I/AAAAAAAAJ6I/wQkzGAQ6BRA/s1600/CIMG0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688239323050004386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb3OrllJ4SY/TvCvhtfNz6I/AAAAAAAAJ6I/wQkzGAQ6BRA/s200/CIMG0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ancora di più è la cava del Dio della Pioggia per contenere l'acqua tanta preciosa che tutti salutavano sempre ... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-4GR3_wImw/TvCwEN49LRI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/C1WmanhcBpQ/s1600/Mexico%2B2011%2B110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poi hai riuscito a cnquistare il sole della faccia quando la pioggia d'oro sta venando sume, è raro ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688241671046104386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZX3O3iaUNY/TvCxqYdHBUI/AAAAAAAAJ6g/xnA9z7OgaA4/s320/CIMG0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1f0mgVWyOs/TvMi2GhZVYI/AAAAAAAAJ64/IJXv45PdGCY/s1600/CIMG0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688929067158033794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1f0mgVWyOs/TvMi2GhZVYI/AAAAAAAAJ64/IJXv45PdGCY/s200/CIMG0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tanto e tanto che sono abbagliata dal regalo eterno dell'emozione, sailo tu che sta vivendo in Pensylvania col tuo marito dottore. Saluti amici e puodarsi che ci rivediamo per altre vacanze prossime ? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-4GR3_wImw/TvCwEN49LRI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/C1WmanhcBpQ/s1600/Mexico%2B2011%2B110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="yt-uix-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Maurice Ravel. BOLERO au fil de l'eau" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p10l2wa58es"&gt;BOLERO au fil de l'eau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7387597080028615042?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7387597080028615042/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7387597080028615042' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7387597080028615042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7387597080028615042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/acqua-delle-meraviglie.html' title='Acqua delle meraviglie'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_lCaOZmlG0/TvCuUFllV2I/AAAAAAAAJ5w/7_MCNUoTR7Y/s72-c/CIMG0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8819896834275946067</id><published>2011-12-19T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:15:44.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scappatella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TT5yxircLW4/Tu8wqrZ_FFI/AAAAAAAAJ2k/A7StoYlbMQs/s1600/CIMG5637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687818364156580946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TT5yxircLW4/Tu8wqrZ_FFI/AAAAAAAAJ2k/A7StoYlbMQs/s200/CIMG5637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ero tanta lontana neanchè tanta prossima al congresso franco-italiano via Panama di Roma, per tre giorni con una collegua più giovanile che non ho potuto gironzolare tanto ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687818788355254514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiP6a4OL2kE/Tu8xDXq1KPI/AAAAAAAAJ2w/O7dl33-BB_g/s320/CIMG5605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3E78Y-vBHBo/Tu8yc1SMM1I/AAAAAAAAJ28/nn67i2dRca8/s1600/CIMG5627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687820325313327954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3E78Y-vBHBo/Tu8yc1SMM1I/AAAAAAAAJ28/nn67i2dRca8/s320/CIMG5627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eppure ci siamo passati sotto la finestra prohibita senza vedere nessuno ma la domenica si ! Siamo andante sulla piazza tanta amata per gustare l'aria di Natale, c'erano giocchi per piccoli e grandi, per il nostro piacere ! Mi hai mai vista invece ti ho incrociato a distenza vicino alla piazza senza che vedessimi ... Avevi gli occhi tanti chiusi ma lo sapevi che sarei prossima ? Cosi alcuna conoscenza ci da più emozioni che la conoscenza !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8819896834275946067?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8819896834275946067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8819896834275946067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/12/scappatella.html' title='Scappatella'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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Adesso è lei che vede la sua piccola figlia ... ascoltare il suo gran padre !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-470726904549017655?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=48ca9b18c0aa289e&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=635d147322ff9312&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/470726904549017655/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=470726904549017655' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/470726904549017655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/470726904549017655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/11/canzone-giovanile.html' title='Canzone giovanile'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-9144521746389626862</id><published>2011-11-27T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:18:06.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meraviglienza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzaByEn-SoY/TtK6SmyrmzI/AAAAAAAAJ00/RELVoqzU1bs/s1600/CIMG1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679806908881148722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzaByEn-SoY/TtK6SmyrmzI/AAAAAAAAJ00/RELVoqzU1bs/s320/CIMG1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Felicità della madre vedendo il suo figlio suonare nell'orchestro di Musique&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://wn.com/Burlesque_(band)"&gt;Burlesque Band&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;di cui quello fa parte adesso, dopo tanti anni di lavoro... Ci sono da tre giorni a Nizza delle manifestazione musicale ... era una grande fortuna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;per me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oggi di passare qualche ore a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cotedazur-tourisme.com/evenement-manifestation/c-est-pas-classique-nice-news_1396.html"&gt;"C'est pas Classique - Nice - Côte d'azur tourisme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;" ...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679806440726149650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgrZ078qbiA/TtK53Wx1OhI/AAAAAAAAJ0o/0t8Vajq-FaA/s400/CIMG1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UnY7KtjiJhY/TtLC5DE99tI/AAAAAAAAJ1Y/ZKUyPyGRRd4/s1600/CIMG1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679816365402093266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UnY7KtjiJhY/TtLC5DE99tI/AAAAAAAAJ1Y/ZKUyPyGRRd4/s200/CIMG1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sai che mi sembra ascoltarti quà ogni anno ...come se tu potevi ancora suonare tra gli anni fino a noi ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma la più forte ammiratore sta bene la sua piccola figlia che sta appassionata dal suo padre giocando della tromba davanti a lei ! Uno sguardo che non ne finirà mai, forse ci sarebbe per la vita il migliore degli sguardi sugli uomini. Questo quà che potrà ritrovare più tardi verso l'unico dei suoi ammiratori, l'indispensabile, il maestro dei maestri ... Ancora il Padre, indietro ? Ma sopratutto cometu che puo stare eternalmente con me, credolo adesso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-9144521746389626862?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9144521746389626862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9144521746389626862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/11/meraviglienza.html' title='Meraviglienza'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzaByEn-SoY/TtK6SmyrmzI/AAAAAAAAJ00/RELVoqzU1bs/s72-c/CIMG1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3721395891357164713</id><published>2011-11-24T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T14:44:03.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCH8g32bWzk/TqClC4cw1fI/AAAAAAAAJsg/FPWNr_2dzYY/s1600/Cowboy.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665709800163431922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCH8g32bWzk/TqClC4cw1fI/AAAAAAAAJsg/FPWNr_2dzYY/s200/Cowboy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Aspetti sù !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Attenti giù !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ammarato quà !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Doloroso sta il mio talone, come se niente non poteva curare questo quà ... Il medico mi da un trattamento contro l'inflamazione : tutti i giorni devo posare del gelo poi devo fare un movimento speciale come se bisognava fare uscire il male le gambe levate contro il muro ! Vedi tante complicazione per ricomminciare a camminare perchè non posso più avanzare con questa inflamazione ... come se sola l'immobilità doveva curarmi ? Non è possibile , pero il kine sta obligato di lasciare le "onde di colpo" contro il talone ... la grande minaccia contro me, un movimento di guerra, vero ? Cosa mi talone cosi ? E un'altra storia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3721395891357164713?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3721395891357164713/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3721395891357164713' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3721395891357164713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3721395891357164713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/10/felicita.html' title='Attention'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCH8g32bWzk/TqClC4cw1fI/AAAAAAAAJsg/FPWNr_2dzYY/s72-c/Cowboy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-4605684555125874341</id><published>2011-11-12T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T15:48:15.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il crido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Every year...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGbNM6yg4JE/Tr74tKJFE8I/AAAAAAAAJyI/bxRhYHV2crI/s1600/edvard%2Bmunch%2Ble%2Bcri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674246035233641410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGbNM6yg4JE/Tr74tKJFE8I/AAAAAAAAJyI/bxRhYHV2crI/s400/edvard%2Bmunch%2Ble%2Bcri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;During the 20th century, the painter intensified his production of self-portraits." This part of his creation allowed him to piece together a fascinating visual &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;autobiography. it was a pefect response to the Norwegian Bohemian literary agenda tha was in place at the end of 19° &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;century, since its first commandment was to "Write the story of your life!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674256746229879522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RgwcOugt0BI/Tr8CcntlUuI/AAAAAAAAJzc/B_SxBlfrDgw/s320/edvard-munch-ou-l-anti-cri" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ihHSzzVTSdI/Tr7_L5ZnBEI/AAAAAAAAJzE/jnfbHhc5-UE/s1600/Edvard%2BMunch.%2Bautoportrait%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674253160385283138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ihHSzzVTSdI/Tr7_L5ZnBEI/AAAAAAAAJzE/jnfbHhc5-UE/s400/Edvard%2BMunch.%2Bautoportrait%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the history of art, it is often stated the Munch's oeuvre was marked by a rupture as the beginning of the 20th century. This rupture is situated either in 1902 ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674252134799866226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaSCHHwl5Uk/Tr7-QMy_eXI/AAAAAAAAJys/gyMcpjboK0k/s400/Edvard%2BMunch.autoportrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the time of a violent love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dispute, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when a gunshot damaged a finger on the painter's left hand, or after a stay in a clinic in 1908-1909, where is received treatment for his nervous troubles. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gralon.net/articles/art-et-culture/musees/article-edvard-munch-ou-l-anti-cri---une-exposition-a-paris-3497.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edvard Munch ou l'Anti-Cri : une exposition à Paris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-4605684555125874341?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/4605684555125874341/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=4605684555125874341' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4605684555125874341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4605684555125874341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-crido.html' title='Il crido'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGbNM6yg4JE/Tr74tKJFE8I/AAAAAAAAJyI/bxRhYHV2crI/s72-c/edvard%2Bmunch%2Ble%2Bcri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-4519057866915503310</id><published>2011-11-11T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:01:36.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atterraggio singolare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sono arrivata a Parigi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WiOFzqVLgc/Tr1P3D-yTnI/AAAAAAAAJw0/y1V6kfA235w/s1600/Avril%2B2011%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673778912936742514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WiOFzqVLgc/Tr1P3D-yTnI/AAAAAAAAJw0/y1V6kfA235w/s200/Avril%2B2011%2B050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;di nuovo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per dieci giorni ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;quà dove la nebbia sta nel cielo sempre adesso per la ceremonia del 11 novembre ! Finito la stagione dolce, fa freddo e piovoso quà come date, vero ? Ieri sera siamo stati nel cielo tre ore almeno, aspettando potere atterrare a infine verso mezzanotte, perchè l'aeroporte sta tutto scuro a Orly, bisognava passare da Roissy !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673787644464316818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_rA4WeAhmg/Tr1XzTdLwZI/AAAAAAAAJxM/Reoi7WUfyrM/s320/Avril%2B2011%2B047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJl4CsZabwo/Tr1QrZ3JVVI/AAAAAAAAJxA/EFj35TTU9Sc/s1600/CIMG6349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673779812163474770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJl4CsZabwo/Tr1QrZ3JVVI/AAAAAAAAJxA/EFj35TTU9Sc/s320/CIMG6349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Non è facile dopo di arrivare fino a Parigi dal bus del treno perchè non ci sono più di metro a quest'ora, poi in taxi ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eravano le due del mattino già ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cosi stai bene dopo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come nell'ultima volta dove ci siamo visti, niente ne nessuno ti ha scoperto ! Sono tanta alleviata di saperti bene arrivato infine a casa tua ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Vadi presto dormire per conservare lo spirito e la memoria .... &lt;a class="yt-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Gianmaria Testa Gli amanti di Roma" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dz-Qj_X1zBM"&gt;Gianmaria Testa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="yt-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="Gianmaria Testa - Lampo" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xBty5Zt3lOc"&gt;Lampo&lt;/a&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-4519057866915503310?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4519057866915503310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4519057866915503310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/11/atterraggio-singolare.html' title='Atterraggio singolare'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WiOFzqVLgc/Tr1P3D-yTnI/AAAAAAAAJw0/y1V6kfA235w/s72-c/Avril%2B2011%2B050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7307359535505930077</id><published>2011-11-08T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T01:37:42.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporale scuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23E_Cz4nJnw/Trr-jRkO4QI/AAAAAAAAJwo/GbzQjM-NerA/s1600/photo-orage.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126562590810370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23E_Cz4nJnw/Trr-jRkO4QI/AAAAAAAAJwo/GbzQjM-NerA/s200/photo-orage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Dai primi giorni di novembre quest'anno, piove sempre !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dapertutto ci sono inondazioni... Giorno dopo giorno vediamo qui nella nostra bella regione che ieri era ancora sotto il sole, l'acqua crescere ! Dopo mio viaggio in bretagna fine di ottobre, di cui ho dovuto rivenire in tredici ore di treno perchè c'era lo sciopero dell'arero, ho incontrato dei nuovi ostacoli senza avere del tempo per levare la testa ... dell'acqua !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126239872150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgOTUy23orQ/Trr-QfWG7UI/AAAAAAAAJwc/kOjhmwCYb2I/s320/Orages.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4v0s1ZKnMjg/Trr99XZjs7I/AAAAAAAAJwQ/aJPBWjYdKKk/s1600/Pluies%2Btorrentielles%2BGuadeloupe.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673125911321621426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4v0s1ZKnMjg/Trr99XZjs7I/AAAAAAAAJwQ/aJPBWjYdKKk/s320/Pluies%2Btorrentielles%2BGuadeloupe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ne camminata perchè il talone sta sofferendo, ne bagno perchè fa già freddo, ne scrittura perchè mano e bracchio stanno dolorosi, ne uscità in macchina perchè ci sta quasi pericoloso ... Ecco la situazione attuale e pero bisogna partire domani di nuovo in aereo per Parigi perchè la vita ... continua ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anchètu sarai in partenza domani, spero per un mondo migliore ed del sole prossimo, sai che verrà, felicità tra la disfortuna, credilo ... "&lt;a class="yt-tile-link" dir="ltr" title="CATASTROPHE TRANS EN PROVENCE, INONDATIONS VAR" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYQys-GIrs0"&gt;EN PROVENCE, INONDATIONS VAR&lt;/a&gt;" !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7307359535505930077?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7307359535505930077/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7307359535505930077' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7307359535505930077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7307359535505930077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/11/temporale-scuro.html' title='Temporale scuro'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23E_Cz4nJnw/Trr-jRkO4QI/AAAAAAAAJwo/GbzQjM-NerA/s72-c/photo-orage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2952067071204053465</id><published>2011-10-28T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:00:08.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricordi antichi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eAG0KoOkLnk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Quando il sole puo lasciarci, quando il mare cambia di colore, quando il vento rivinga di nuovo ... abbiamo sempre la felicità del ricordo antico, sai come quello che abbiamo conservato delle ore meravigliose di cui sta impregnato il nostro mentale ! Guardi le viste conosciute ma mai perdute degli antichi Maestri della giungla o del deserto, svegliandoci all'ora dell'inverno venando per dimenticare la tristezza della perdita se succede !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2952067071204053465?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/2952067071204053465/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=2952067071204053465' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2952067071204053465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2952067071204053465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/11/ricordi-antichi.html' title='Ricordi antichi'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eAG0KoOkLnk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7464862553267903160</id><published>2011-10-24T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:33:32.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mare di ottobre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTo83pEjEM8/TqVdbco6P4I/AAAAAAAAJs8/GAHnVWwi598/s1600/CIMG1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667038432241270658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTo83pEjEM8/TqVdbco6P4I/AAAAAAAAJs8/GAHnVWwi598/s200/CIMG1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fine ottobre ci sono ancora dei belli giorni tanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;che il mare sia alle 19° come se il sole prefericessi uscire dai nubi per scaldare l'acqua ! Senti la sua dolcezza quando nuoti tra l'onda ... Io preferisco il mare di ottobre per la sua frecchezza tonica quando ci puo scendere colle scale e immergersi di un solo colpo ... bruzzz !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667040559827770546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smwjX4YryCQ/TqVfXShD3LI/AAAAAAAAJt4/aEG8tD2N4uE/s320/CIMG1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667041102417764626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtA3vJmjSdA/TqVf230mIRI/AAAAAAAAJuE/5tbNPFxR88w/s200/CIMG1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi piace scendere al porto dove sono le case fiorite, tenendo tutte le odore dell'estate ancora vive tanto che ci sembra stare un po di&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9b2E3hDHomk/TqVfGjE2W3I/AAAAAAAAJts/TCvSk_xRfYk/s1600/CIMG1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667040272215071602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9b2E3hDHomk/TqVfGjE2W3I/AAAAAAAAJts/TCvSk_xRfYk/s200/CIMG1115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;stagione calda prima l'inverno venendo ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guardi il portelino che aspettati per la tua gioia del mese prossimo quando potrai venire quà infine ... E la casa dell'uomo famoso tanto chete nel mio cuore , sai ... &lt;a title="Prix Nobel de littérature" href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prix_Nobel_de_litt%C3%A9rature"&gt;Il preso Nobel di letterature&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="2008" href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt; , specialiste delle &lt;a title="Chilam Balam" href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chilam_Balam"&gt;Profetie du Chilam Balam&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7464862553267903160?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7464862553267903160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7464862553267903160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/10/mare-di-ottobre.html' title='Mare di ottobre'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTo83pEjEM8/TqVdbco6P4I/AAAAAAAAJs8/GAHnVWwi598/s72-c/CIMG1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2219193656898563215</id><published>2011-10-23T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:03:02.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima la neve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CfZAHvuGbjI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Partiti alle otto e mezzo dal parking, fa già freddo alla mattina, ma per felicità il sole viene poco a poco e tutto sembra illuminarsi altorno... Pensi che tu saresti conme salindo e vedendo la luce quà fino a noi, per che il mondo sia altro e bello ! Pensi a tutti che non sono capaci di guardare la luminosità tanta che abbagliaci, ma sola la paura potrebbe ancora fermarla, attenti ! Quindi sono caduta all'inizio perdendo l'equilibrio come ci sia scenduto il desiderio della luce quando mi sono fato male alla mano sinistra, di più che la caviglia sinistra e che il taglione destra. Come avanzare neanchè ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2219193656898563215?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/2219193656898563215/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=2219193656898563215' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2219193656898563215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2219193656898563215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/10/prima-la-neve_24.html' title='Prima la neve'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CfZAHvuGbjI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7083591557732856506</id><published>2011-10-16T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T17:01:37.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoria di  casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWdl8tWEztM/Tp9WxPWcwvI/AAAAAAAAJrw/G8yp3SlX-IQ/s1600/CIMG1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665342260189643506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWdl8tWEztM/Tp9WxPWcwvI/AAAAAAAAJrw/G8yp3SlX-IQ/s200/CIMG1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Alla mattina di questa domenica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sono saliti quà dei vecchi compagni di montagna, che abbiamo conosciuti a vint'anni ! Guardi sta luce che ravive il cuore nostro &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MpD4FvEIgY/Tp9VVYxrnSI/AAAAAAAAJrM/RF9BN7bnD4g/s1600/CIMG1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665340682171817250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MpD4FvEIgY/Tp9VVYxrnSI/AAAAAAAAJrM/RF9BN7bnD4g/s320/CIMG1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;da tanti anni ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;e la memoria della casa quà ... la casa dei "scouts" restorata oggi per tutti !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665357446570134306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--CrBRNlbWWo/Tp9klNBtSyI/AAAAAAAAJsI/MhYicYesdso/s320/CIMG1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvkSbXGFVrk/Tp9dnPWC6aI/AAAAAAAAJr8/aecm95bw1tQ/s1600/Madone%2Bde%2BFenestre%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665349784970652066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvkSbXGFVrk/Tp9dnPWC6aI/AAAAAAAAJr8/aecm95bw1tQ/s320/Madone%2Bde%2BFenestre%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCxcCB7jlX8/Tp9WQmmJAgI/AAAAAAAAJrk/rIOKkGD1cpU/s1600/CIMG1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665341699493790210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCxcCB7jlX8/Tp9WQmmJAgI/AAAAAAAAJrk/rIOKkGD1cpU/s200/CIMG1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Per venire bisogna prendere la strada, da &lt;a href="http://www.saintmartinvesubie.fr/"&gt;Saint Martin Vésubie -&lt;/a&gt;per la Madona di Finestra, laquale è stata sempre nella memoria dagli "ebrai" che sono passati qui in questa casa forse ! Ma noi dopo, quando eravamo dei "scout boys and girls" ancora giovani, siamo saliti per partire alla mattina molto presto, verso la Cima du Gelas, ed a volta fare l'&lt;a href="http://www.google.fr/url?q=http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DNaILq2jSwXg&amp;amp;sa=U&amp;amp;ei=k12fTvS3LoO6hAfwk7zbBA&amp;amp;ved=0CA8QtwIwAQ&amp;amp;sig2=mWWnamk27c4JtBzY-SB0yA&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNGInvpiOx2BrmYMcJNvUjKiW8Zrog"&gt;ascensionne del Monte Gelas -&lt;/a&gt; Questi quà, che si conoscevano bene, sono ritornati oggi insieme, per la nostra felicità del giorno a ritrovarli ... &lt;a dir="ltr" title="Georges Brassens - les copains d'abord (Live)" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3_Y9yUvwV3E"&gt;les copains d'abord &lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7083591557732856506?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7083591557732856506/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7083591557732856506' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7083591557732856506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7083591557732856506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/10/memoria-di-casa.html' title='Memoria di  casa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWdl8tWEztM/Tp9WxPWcwvI/AAAAAAAAJrw/G8yp3SlX-IQ/s72-c/CIMG1070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3872997875639034076</id><published>2011-10-09T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T03:18:31.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piccola Provencia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgd4ODKf7rI/TpK47jRi72I/AAAAAAAAJqg/YHOVTjHEbxU/s1600/CIMG1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661791014778761058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgd4ODKf7rI/TpK47jRi72I/AAAAAAAAJqg/YHOVTjHEbxU/s200/CIMG1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Partita alle sette, rientrata alle sette da sera, come sta oggi ? Sola un'arrivata al villaggio di &lt;a href="http://www.royabevera.com/index.php/villages/granile.html"&gt;Granile&lt;/a&gt; per le nove, in val di &lt;a href="http://www.royabevera.com/"&gt;Roya-Bévéra &lt;/a&gt;... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3M_kEjaTss/TpH7CwiNppI/AAAAAAAAJqI/nrWzFIdgxaI/s1600/CIMG1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661582231388137106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3M_kEjaTss/TpH7CwiNppI/AAAAAAAAJqI/nrWzFIdgxaI/s200/CIMG1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sai che ci sono sei ore di camminata oggi ? No non lo sapevo quando sono partita col gruppo di amici-camminatori ! Cosi dopo un'ascencione piacevole fino al villaggio e poi alle rovine di granai ... c'è una discesa tanta pericolosa che ho sofferto dei miei piedi non stabili, con delle scrape nuove di più, le vecchie erano tanto usate, da quattro anni ! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661582689838077602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GsaIodCd-2c/TpH7dcZMlqI/AAAAAAAAJqQ/fOe0Hu-kJls/s320/CIMG1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kU-A2vSMjtA/TpH6lnrdxxI/AAAAAAAAJqA/9sdCZKP1xhI/s1600/CIMG1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661581730794817298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kU-A2vSMjtA/TpH6lnrdxxI/AAAAAAAAJqA/9sdCZKP1xhI/s200/CIMG1052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Magari c'è cosi bello quà quando suona la campana ... che la sofferenza sta attenuata ! La bellezza non puo mai dimenticarsi tanto brilla nel cuore del camminatore delle ore dopo, i colori del mattino dove stava passendo, guardi la luce di quà e la vigna pendendo sulla terraza. Senti l'odore di fresco che sta svegliandoti oggi, che bel sforzo hai fato per venire infine fino quà ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.google.fr/url?q=http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DbE-TA00z1Jo&amp;amp;sa=U&amp;amp;ei=IrySTsfsJ8Lm4QSi57jKAQ&amp;amp;ved=0CBIQtwIwAw&amp;amp;sig2=jpKboUg9VTGr5-zmVfh1Zw&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNGtWGgR7lLkhYNWTTZTPeI5IsZ74Q"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amori&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;! Sono gà andata qui in&lt;a href="http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html"&gt; mai 2009&lt;/a&gt; ....Camminatore sono &lt;a href="http://www.google.fr/url?q=http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x5bgh_i-muvrini-je-seme-et-je-m-en-vais_music&amp;amp;sa=U&amp;amp;ei=IrySTsfsJ8Lm4QSi57jKAQ&amp;amp;ved=0CBUQtwIwBA&amp;amp;sig2=LKlfM67UCkCD_R1ak402Fw&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNHxPA9Df6vu4Yw9-QHXBs0IL8PUdA"&gt;Je sème et je m'en vais&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3872997875639034076?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3872997875639034076/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3872997875639034076' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3872997875639034076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3872997875639034076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/10/piccola-provenca.html' title='Piccola Provencia'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgd4ODKf7rI/TpK47jRi72I/AAAAAAAAJqg/YHOVTjHEbxU/s72-c/CIMG1065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7153637318571425906</id><published>2011-10-02T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:45:13.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piccola AmerIca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJfQFZrn488/TozUJ643M0I/AAAAAAAAJpI/1d5pvJvO-bo/s1600/CIMG0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132098589537090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJfQFZrn488/TozUJ643M0I/AAAAAAAAJpI/1d5pvJvO-bo/s200/CIMG0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;C'e un quartiere &lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/19e_arrondissement_de_Paris"&gt;19e arrondissement &lt;/a&gt;di Parigi che si chiama cosi perche dopo la seconda guerra mondiale, sono partite delle pietre di carriera, cogli Americani, per la costruzione della "Maison Blanche", e vero ? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fyISErwvwoc/TozVMXhLqTI/AAAAAAAAJpY/ZnL5aV9sZzs/s1600/CIMG1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660133240146209074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fyISErwvwoc/TozVMXhLqTI/AAAAAAAAJpY/ZnL5aV9sZzs/s200/CIMG1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Siamo andante nel quartiere qua camminare oggi nella freschezza della serata ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Vedi soltanto ... delle vie strette sono visibile con le loro case ricostrute che fano pensare a dei "cottages anglo-saxons" con dei giardini tutti similari e carini, case strette della periferia di London ... o dell'America, ma dove ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660134181387147378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5APe7Nx3_ms/TozWDJ6gmHI/AAAAAAAAJpg/D3E1yhOzeXw/s200/CIMG1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Adesso sono stanca per continuare e domani rientro a casa mia che non sta veramente similare ! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvvQrHdurYw/TozUcyn9RII/AAAAAAAAJpQ/ARc9_BiygMo/s1600/CIMG1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132422788662402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvvQrHdurYw/TozUcyn9RII/AAAAAAAAJpQ/ARc9_BiygMo/s200/CIMG1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Non posso continuare a scrivere a causa della mano destra dolorosa. Perchè questa dolore quà cosi ? Come dal gato, il migliore fiduce compagno ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7153637318571425906?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7153637318571425906/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7153637318571425906' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7153637318571425906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7153637318571425906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/10/piccola-america.html' title='Piccola AmerIca'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJfQFZrn488/TozUJ643M0I/AAAAAAAAJpI/1d5pvJvO-bo/s72-c/CIMG0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-4813456972286884726</id><published>2011-09-30T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:50:19.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sole mio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nella stagione adesso fa cosi bel tempo che si nuota sempre ogni giorni ! Sul mare come nella citta il sole sta brillantissimo, facendo fcome un vele sul viso. Mi piace di sentiire la caldezza tanto che prendo la bicicletta per andare lavorare otto ore dal giorno. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660143946597917618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zrVnLFiVvE/Toze7kKL47I/AAAAAAAAJpw/fGurl32JsZc/s320/CIMG0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Non c'e la possibilita di fare altramente! Come lo senti tu che stai a casa tutti i giorni ? Attenti a questo sforzo della creazione sul computer. Non posso neanche uscire delle fotografie sul blog dall'Ipad ... e le parole sono difficile a scrivere per creare altra cosa ! Senza questa dimensione del nuovo spacio dell' Ipad del giorno prossimo non possiamo continuare a scrivere quà. Per il momento non siamo più in capacita di creare !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-4813456972286884726?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/4813456972286884726/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=4813456972286884726' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4813456972286884726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4813456972286884726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/sole-mio.html' title='Sole mio'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zrVnLFiVvE/Toze7kKL47I/AAAAAAAAJpw/fGurl32JsZc/s72-c/CIMG0991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2392401154244890367</id><published>2011-09-28T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:42:03.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buona sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sono di nuovo a Parigi questa sera, mio cuore stando lontano non c'e piu niente da scrivere .... ormai tutto ricommincia dell'anno, e tu sei lo stesso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2392401154244890367?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/2392401154244890367/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=2392401154244890367' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2392401154244890367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2392401154244890367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/buona-sera.html' title='Buona sera'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1099105196244955850</id><published>2011-09-27T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:00:01.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rqu950FkVY4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da qualchi giorni non posso veramente lavorare sui miei blogs perchè cerco ad utilisare l'Ipad e la configurazione non sta la stessa che nel computer PC. Cosi non c'è piu di tempo per parlare o cantare ... Volevo utilisarlo lascendo il computer per partire con lui, pero non riesco a trovare le lettere dell'Ipad neanche il passaqggio delle fotografie per la composizione dei messagi. Sai come fare tu ... allora aiutami presto ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1099105196244955850?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1099105196244955850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1099105196244955850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/vivo-mare_27.html' title='Vivo mare'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rqu950FkVY4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1934857871701767034</id><published>2011-09-24T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T15:23:29.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oro ed argente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yr-ySSLVJ_4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nel questo tempo non potevo scrivere di nuovo, perche senza connessione non si puo niente ! Adesso vicina dell'isola d'oro ho potuto trovare infine un po di linea nuova, eccola !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1934857871701767034?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/1934857871701767034/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=1934857871701767034' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1934857871701767034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1934857871701767034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/oro-ed-argente_25.html' title='Oro ed argente'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yr-ySSLVJ_4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8869743974996880911</id><published>2011-09-19T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:52:42.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passo passo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIF-ajdtAYA/TnedMGar4OI/AAAAAAAAJnQ/1jHAdphywSk/s1600/CIMG0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654160688393478370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIF-ajdtAYA/TnedMGar4OI/AAAAAAAAJnQ/1jHAdphywSk/s200/CIMG0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Non c'è piu di passeggiata sportiva cogli vecchi amici di quarant'anni fa, ci siamo incontrati di nuovo a cinque, nel &lt;a href="http://www.net-provence.com/haut-verdon.htm"&gt;Val du Haut Verdon&lt;/a&gt; ... Pero tra tempo, uno sta operato del fianco da quatro mesi e ricommincia soltanto a camminare passo passo ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654168129558494754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgykbh9VEEk/Tnej9O6rPiI/AAAAAAAAJnY/A14cZyleOjQ/s320/CIMG0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654160398300144914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--R8G-1oQeG4/Tnec7NvC5RI/AAAAAAAAJnI/2f4OW44rLOk/s200/CIMG0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Una è divenuta male vistosa, l'altra è passata tra una chirurgia del dorso tanto importante che deve portare un corseto rigido e si muove lentamente coi dolori. Che ne pensare ? Che la felicità della buona salutà sta un regalo fortissimo, tanto raro oggi che dobbiamo mai dimenticarlo e ringraziare il cielo di averlo ancora, sai ... Felice sei anchè tu, per la tua buona intelligenza e la tua capacità di vita ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8869743974996880911?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8869743974996880911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8869743974996880911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/passo-passo.html' title='Passo passo'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIF-ajdtAYA/TnedMGar4OI/AAAAAAAAJnQ/1jHAdphywSk/s72-c/CIMG0977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1962995036465054167</id><published>2011-09-16T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T01:24:22.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inesauribile scrittura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E tu che parla per uno giorno ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E tu che scrive per questa volta quà ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E tu che canta per quelli ricordi passati tra noi !&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHT2V17Bpiw/TnR4nW8_QAI/AAAAAAAAJmw/SX63P8pVW7c/s1600/f14.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653276049828429826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHT2V17Bpiw/TnR4nW8_QAI/AAAAAAAAJmw/SX63P8pVW7c/s200/f14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Perchè ho fatto una nevralgia bracchiale di nuovo a destra quindi non sta possibile di continuare da sola ... l'osteopato mi ha mesa il gomito di piombo ma sta fragile ... Pero per il bagno posso ancora nuotare nel mare argenteo di giorno come quello che conosciamo quà ! Ho comprato ieri un Ipad2 che conosce tutta "l'intelligenzia" per traversare il mondo senza sforzo : solo un dito sullo schermo ... e cosi sta la parola diretta. Ma bisogna ancora passare tutti documenti con Itunes prima di scrivere cosi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma se tu hai bisogno sopratutto di respirazione nuova allora fai lo sforzo di vedermi un giorno da vero ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1962995036465054167?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/1962995036465054167/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=1962995036465054167' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1962995036465054167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1962995036465054167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/inesauribile-scrittura.html' title='Inesauribile scrittura'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHT2V17Bpiw/TnR4nW8_QAI/AAAAAAAAJmw/SX63P8pVW7c/s72-c/f14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1500177498118630507</id><published>2011-09-12T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:13:03.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Straniera città</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlgbB5onRlI/Tm-qLsWOvEI/AAAAAAAAJl4/lxmUAaoq5qE/s1600/CIMG5902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651923175232945218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlgbB5onRlI/Tm-qLsWOvEI/AAAAAAAAJl4/lxmUAaoq5qE/s200/CIMG5902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Siamo di nuovo a casa pensendo alla città straniera che ci stava prossima quest'estate ma anchè a quella dell'estate futuro ! Tra le due ci sarà un'altra bene conosciuta che tu ami tanto ma quando ne sarai, perchè sei preoccupato di altra cosa ?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sesdCpJldHo/TnEGzyLffdI/AAAAAAAAJmY/V6gfOClHLhs/s1600/CIMG5905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652306494039752146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sesdCpJldHo/TnEGzyLffdI/AAAAAAAAJmY/V6gfOClHLhs/s200/CIMG5905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forse ci sarà una prossima volta, magari perte ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma se non dici la verità tu sarai devorato ! Quindi la storia antica ricomincia. Nell'ombra per sempre sono, losobene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma rivederla non sta mai certo, la vita stando a volta troppo corta. Cosi staro anchè forse alla Primavera a &lt;a href="http://www2.bilbao.net/bilbaoturismo/index_ingles.htm"&gt;Bilbao &lt;/a&gt;nel &lt;a href="http://www.spp.asso.fr/Spp/Congres/CPLF/index.htm"&gt;Congrès des Psychanalystes de Langue Française&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1500177498118630507?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/1500177498118630507/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=1500177498118630507' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1500177498118630507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1500177498118630507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/straniera-citta.html' title='Straniera città'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlgbB5onRlI/Tm-qLsWOvEI/AAAAAAAAJl4/lxmUAaoq5qE/s72-c/CIMG5902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1825127690028666966</id><published>2011-09-10T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:45:19.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella città</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k07J5Ndh2Rk/Tm1HUP7PYUI/AAAAAAAAJlo/qJ-eKPcF76k/s1600/CIMG0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651251520617800002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k07J5Ndh2Rk/Tm1HUP7PYUI/AAAAAAAAJlo/qJ-eKPcF76k/s200/CIMG0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Impossibile di avere una connessione quà ... in questo luogo nuovo eppure questa città sta accogliante da due giorni !&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3ZVRX8GayU/Tm1HrAhaqII/AAAAAAAAJlw/0EDx3xnzso0/s1600/CIMG0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651251911619946626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3ZVRX8GayU/Tm1HrAhaqII/AAAAAAAAJlw/0EDx3xnzso0/s200/CIMG0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma i colleghi mi occupano tanto ed il tempo sta troppo stretto per scrivere ed il cuore troppo caldo per pensare ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650997091577837602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_4meY7NdSM/Tmxf6h5DOCI/AAAAAAAAJlI/2rsrKyQksf8/s320/CIMG0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dove siamo ? Conosci ? Nel quale paese ? A cercare ... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvSYvWM0bwA/Tm1GF2Wqw8I/AAAAAAAAJlY/-On_PlPSgvk/s1600/CIMG0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250173723722690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvSYvWM0bwA/Tm1GF2Wqw8I/AAAAAAAAJlY/-On_PlPSgvk/s200/CIMG0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bordeaux-tourisme.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bordeaux tourisme, hôtels , séjours découvrir ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No, non è Venezia, ne Chicago, ne Amsterdam, ne London ... ma un punto sul camino tortuoso verso Padova, dove ci saremo nell' estate prossimo. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250885111536978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-F2jFAndMI/Tm1GvQevXVI/AAAAAAAAJlg/NFUaSFoYNGM/s200/CIMG0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cosi preparemo quà il congresso del 25-28 luglio 2012, dell' INTERNATIONAL ASSOCIATION OF COUPLE AND FAMILY PSYCHOANALYSIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1825127690028666966?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/1825127690028666966/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=1825127690028666966' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1825127690028666966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1825127690028666966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/bella-citta.html' title='Bella città'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k07J5Ndh2Rk/Tm1HUP7PYUI/AAAAAAAAJlo/qJ-eKPcF76k/s72-c/CIMG0945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-4709899420279456846</id><published>2011-09-08T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:58:27.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikkfGzD0WNA/Tmk6G2K6NoI/AAAAAAAAJkQ/_BOXGaWQ1xk/s1600/CIMG0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650111096807896706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikkfGzD0WNA/Tmk6G2K6NoI/AAAAAAAAJkQ/_BOXGaWQ1xk/s200/CIMG0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sta sera sono in transit per una nuova destinazione ma dovè ? Verso una città, un paese, una montagna ... Chi lo sa ? Salve Dio ! Quando saro arrivata, tu vedrai forse un mondo nuovo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650121863924229506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u8HlwnuPYao/TmlD5kzfJYI/AAAAAAAAJko/Oz2fFAc9P9Y/s320/CIMG3404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxF5axI9ECM/Tmk8shOZPSI/AAAAAAAAJkg/ICQaBhyAdoo/s1600/CIMG3385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650113943043652898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxF5axI9ECM/Tmk8shOZPSI/AAAAAAAAJkg/ICQaBhyAdoo/s200/CIMG3385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come stai oggi quando sono sul punto di vederti di nuovo ma dovè ? Che sono state le pitture antiche tante conosciute, da tanto tempo da qualche parte in Europa, riconoscile ? Vieni quà conme e tu sarai abbagliato da tante opere cosi vicine dite. Non lo sapevi ? Non lo credevi ? Non lo volevi ? Eppure ci stano quà per conoscerci un giorno ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-4709899420279456846?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4709899420279456846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4709899420279456846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/transit.html' title='Transit'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikkfGzD0WNA/Tmk6G2K6NoI/AAAAAAAAJkQ/_BOXGaWQ1xk/s72-c/CIMG0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3765626983232250120</id><published>2011-09-03T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T03:37:30.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M1Mh5YRbn0/TmXuKJL7R-I/AAAAAAAAJjY/MvsBqgvpNOU/s1600/CIMG0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649183165638199266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M1Mh5YRbn0/TmXuKJL7R-I/AAAAAAAAJjY/MvsBqgvpNOU/s200/CIMG0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxQJTf9I-7s/TmXy2sGrHfI/AAAAAAAAJkI/Va-wpF5NdT0/s1600/CIMG0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649188328972164594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxQJTf9I-7s/TmXy2sGrHfI/AAAAAAAAJkI/Va-wpF5NdT0/s200/CIMG0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ieri ancora, c'era la rivoluzione, il matrimonio di JM e Chris &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;in fondo di provincia francese ma all'ora della nuova musica di California !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;C'era l'ora della romanza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a dir="ltr" title="West Side Story-I Feel Pretty" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7BQRGXFLJs"&gt;&lt;em&gt;West Side Story-I Feel Pretty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649187847210977682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLaZtATzk5E/TmXyapZ2yZI/AAAAAAAAJkA/UH-Fjyjz4lU/s320/CIMG0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LwWLuGvITSY/TmP8_hIXiaI/AAAAAAAAJjA/RQ6HCRurPjQ/s1600/CIMG0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648636525808159138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LwWLuGvITSY/TmP8_hIXiaI/AAAAAAAAJjA/RQ6HCRurPjQ/s200/CIMG0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quarant'anni dopo ci sono quatro figli e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A_Z0Ti-Gc_I/TmXxjX6Db7I/AAAAAAAAJj4/1JRRHj96R-Y/s1600/CIMG0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649186897621381042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A_Z0Ti-Gc_I/TmXxjX6Db7I/AAAAAAAAJj4/1JRRHj96R-Y/s200/CIMG0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i bambini della seconda generazione che festigono i vecchi fidanzati, i loro nonni, sull'aria perduta dei "Peace and Love". Ricorditi date come stava la musica ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a dir="ltr" title="Ray Charles - Hit The Road Jack" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKvhxapM5zo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray Charles - Hit The Road Jack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3765626983232250120?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3765626983232250120/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3765626983232250120' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3765626983232250120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3765626983232250120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/peace-and-love.html' title='Peace and love'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M1Mh5YRbn0/TmXuKJL7R-I/AAAAAAAAJjY/MvsBqgvpNOU/s72-c/CIMG0876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5240060557546396997</id><published>2011-09-01T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:47:10.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traversata insolita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0f6eDsxjQNc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;Domani andro traversare il cielo di nuovo per raggiungere un'amica a Genevra poi con lei traversare il confine e salire nella montagna di &lt;a href="http://www.vercors-net.com/lachapelle/index2.html"&gt;La Chapelle en Vercors&lt;/a&gt; ... Dove quà si reuinirà la gente famigliale di vecchi amici che festigero il loro anniversario di matrimonio: quarant'anni ! Che fortuna per essi ma anchè per noi che ci veddiamo tanto meno da tanto tempo ! Come starono questi giorni ? Non lo so, eppure .... &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/K9cci8sdFhs"&gt;youtu.be/K9cci8sdFhs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5240060557546396997?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5240060557546396997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5240060557546396997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/09/traversata-insolita.html' title='Traversata insolita'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0f6eDsxjQNc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7174230588282036592</id><published>2011-08-28T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:07:48.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al riparo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZP6KS27YypY/Tlq-8v-bXNI/AAAAAAAAJiI/MVTav_4g9io/s1600/CIMG0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646035033742073042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZP6KS27YypY/Tlq-8v-bXNI/AAAAAAAAJiI/MVTav_4g9io/s320/CIMG0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei anchè tu nel riparo ? Come gli anziani che credevano al di là, il dio della pioggia, abbiamo incanto il dio della felicità, questo giorno quà dove siamo cercandolo da qui, in campagna alta caldissima oggi, al &lt;a href="http://www.formule4.com/route_code.php?rcode=14"&gt;Col d'Anelle -St Etienne de Tinée &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cG807d_Qu7c/Tlq_MhCL3-I/AAAAAAAAJiQ/90LTdlNguaA/s1600/CIMG0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646035304609210338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cG807d_Qu7c/Tlq_MhCL3-I/AAAAAAAAJiQ/90LTdlNguaA/s320/CIMG0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come fare in caso di catastrofa naturale sopratutto ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Andare presto cercare un pianoforte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;... &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/7mjrCIkriUs"&gt;&lt;em&gt;youtu.be/7mjrCIkriUs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/tDB4PMikPbg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;youtu.be/tDB4PMikPbg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7174230588282036592?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7174230588282036592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7174230588282036592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/al-riparo.html' title='Al riparo'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZP6KS27YypY/Tlq-8v-bXNI/AAAAAAAAJiI/MVTav_4g9io/s72-c/CIMG0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-276795814570927491</id><published>2011-08-27T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:23:06.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per una manifestazione culturale d'estate sulla Riviera ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zKfY3bJlRFI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ieri sera siamo andate ascoltare un gruppo di musica che sta rivenendo al Jazz del "Cotton Club" e che si chiama oggi il gruppo "Cab Calloway", sai ? Come a New-York, un'uragano ... "L'ouragan Irène " ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Non c'è del pericolo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;vero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-276795814570927491?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/276795814570927491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/276795814570927491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-memory_27.html' title='In memory'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zKfY3bJlRFI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2634809869632459409</id><published>2011-08-26T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T02:24:35.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNGH7y3iF6Y/Tli0pRmVoUI/AAAAAAAAJhw/5P-78XtTELk/s1600/CIMG0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645460754100756802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNGH7y3iF6Y/Tli0pRmVoUI/AAAAAAAAJhw/5P-78XtTELk/s320/CIMG0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hello bambini ! Dov'è andate cosi per guardare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dal mattino presto la vita che si sviluppa davanti a voi per la prima volta ? Nell'acqua di pioggia come nell'acqua del mare ci sono tante cose da scoprire ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645461115853387602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-nV6D3x2GY/Tli0-VO4t1I/AAAAAAAAJh4/VwGM_0vjwFM/s320/CIMG0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yak0mGGcN6M/Tli1Xgi15ZI/AAAAAAAAJiA/npSVbYFhjQk/s1600/CIMG0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645461548386608530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yak0mGGcN6M/Tli1Xgi15ZI/AAAAAAAAJiA/npSVbYFhjQk/s320/CIMG0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Guardi" dicevimi ... "mammamm" cridevimi ! Adesso ci sono soltanto i riccordi dite che vengono da qualche parte per toccare al mio cuore cometesore ... senza vederti, ancora una volta di più !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2634809869632459409?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2634809869632459409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2634809869632459409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNGH7y3iF6Y/Tli0pRmVoUI/AAAAAAAAJhw/5P-78XtTELk/s72-c/CIMG0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6478628374073434953</id><published>2011-08-25T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:19:22.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un giorno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVF1g3SqdGw/Tla7rP1gf0I/AAAAAAAAJhM/F3xKelbPQew/s1600/CIMG0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644905534615224130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVF1g3SqdGw/Tla7rP1gf0I/AAAAAAAAJhM/F3xKelbPQew/s320/CIMG0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Un jour quand nous aurons maitrisé les vents, les vagues, les marées et la pesanteur, nous exploiterons l'énergie de l'amour. Alors pour la seconde fois dans l'histire du monde, l'homme aura découvert le feu." &lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierre_Teilhard_de_Chardin"&gt;Pierre Teilhard de Chardin &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6478628374073434953?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6478628374073434953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6478628374073434953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/un-jour-quand-nous-aurons-maitrise-les.html' title='Un giorno'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVF1g3SqdGw/Tla7rP1gf0I/AAAAAAAAJhM/F3xKelbPQew/s72-c/CIMG0770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1038484320257249160</id><published>2011-08-22T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:32:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caldezza deliziosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gtm4qdE8G8k?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dopo sei ore di treno sta volta sono arrivata nel sud con una caldezza deliociosa che fa del bene al corpo... i miei muscoli ne avevano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;bisogno, devo sempre ricaldarli. Sai che la canicula mi va bene e mi ricorde il viaggio sotto le tropique ! Cosi ho avuto il tempo di riunire le fotografie dei giorni passati, e di lavorare, eccole ... per il,piacere di tornare indietro un poco, poco a poco e di gustare ancora al tempo estensivo come conte ! Magari, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i miei pazienti sembrano in migliore stato adesso dopo l'assenza !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1038484320257249160?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1038484320257249160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1038484320257249160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/caldezza-deliziosa.html' title='Caldezza deliziosa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gtm4qdE8G8k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6033800428739450330</id><published>2011-08-20T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T16:53:58.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ieri ancora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvrF4I3suYk/TlGHykXJgtI/AAAAAAAAJgs/YDR3UgpNIl8/s1600/CIMG0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643441110895919826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvrF4I3suYk/TlGHykXJgtI/AAAAAAAAJgs/YDR3UgpNIl8/s320/CIMG0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a dir="ltr" title="Bourvil La Tendresse + paroles" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMHiphp6Ork"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La Tendresse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSxFh8blSxw/TlGHY3C53rI/AAAAAAAAJgk/AjwnRfAe6jE/s1600/CIMG0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643440669234683570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSxFh8blSxw/TlGHY3C53rI/AAAAAAAAJgk/AjwnRfAe6jE/s320/CIMG0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a dir="ltr" title="'Jacques" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FqnySq81Gz4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacques Brel-"La Tendresse"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643448425561364034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrRrP2gUREE/TlGOcVnSlkI/AAAAAAAAJg0/V1eQHurm0Ok/s320/CIMG0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Scalo all'isola Tudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6033800428739450330?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6033800428739450330/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6033800428739450330' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6033800428739450330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6033800428739450330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/ieri-ancora.html' title='Ieri ancora'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvrF4I3suYk/TlGHykXJgtI/AAAAAAAAJgs/YDR3UgpNIl8/s72-c/CIMG0716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7964688539614749647</id><published>2011-08-18T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:12:30.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piena  vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642316207510923314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBq3VHaJnB8/Tk2IskseKDI/AAAAAAAAJf0/uIepbVcjg_k/s320/CIMG0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Guardi questo" dicemi ... comete senza dubbio ! Ma quale tempo di austerità e di severità gia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642316665664981202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-12hi0e4plnQ/Tk2JHPc6SNI/AAAAAAAAJgE/hHafDZz5meY/s320/CIMG0723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EyEERlgzuBY/Tk2J5L4dP4I/AAAAAAAAJgM/7ojQZ6YyMn8/s1600/CIMG0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642317523700236162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EyEERlgzuBY/Tk2J5L4dP4I/AAAAAAAAJgM/7ojQZ6YyMn8/s200/CIMG0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La sera c'è la lettura o il riposo . Ma senza modeli non posso crescere ... Mama prima di tutto ... poi forse gli altri ! Letturra cantatrice ? Non lo sai ma ci fa tanto di tempo che non sappiamo meravigliarsi di poco come nella poesia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7964688539614749647?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7964688539614749647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7964688539614749647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/vita-piena.html' title='Piena  vita'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBq3VHaJnB8/Tk2IskseKDI/AAAAAAAAJf0/uIepbVcjg_k/s72-c/CIMG0729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3361301441079664236</id><published>2011-08-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:48:09.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sole e vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMbuBlS5vwM/Tkw3uzpUDxI/AAAAAAAAJfc/PG5CHg7Od4c/s1600/CIMG0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641945710465388306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMbuBlS5vwM/Tkw3uzpUDxI/AAAAAAAAJfc/PG5CHg7Od4c/s320/CIMG0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bretagnepanoramique.com/lieu.php?num=41"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pointe de la Torche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nel Finistere &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lU-LElI0kfU/Tkw-cRK3qtI/AAAAAAAAJfk/QReXb6Nn6vw/s1600/CIMG0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641953088554642130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lU-LElI0kfU/Tkw-cRK3qtI/AAAAAAAAJfk/QReXb6Nn6vw/s200/CIMG0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;passa per la grandiosa baia dell'estremità di terra umana ... C'è quà soltanto il vento ed i gridi degli uscelli di mare che sono i nostri migliori compagni di camminata, oggi ! Felici bambini che preferiscono essere portati senza sentire ancora lo sforzo ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641953729113867058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Cn1Jq8Mao/Tkw_BjcFwzI/AAAAAAAAJfs/g4F81mDvbQs/s320/CIMG0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paese&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;desertico dove sta passata tanta gente anche tu puodarsi, salindo poco a poco sulla rocchia ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3361301441079664236?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3361301441079664236/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3361301441079664236' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3361301441079664236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3361301441079664236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/sole-e-vento.html' title='Sole e vento'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMbuBlS5vwM/Tkw3uzpUDxI/AAAAAAAAJfc/PG5CHg7Od4c/s72-c/CIMG0767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-535645893268459240</id><published>2011-08-16T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:30:15.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scopra il mondo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All'ile Tudy (15/08/2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMnPeYPt6P8/Tkr5444h7KI/AAAAAAAAJfM/E_pG5O-bKJs/s1600/CIMG0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641596238972447906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMnPeYPt6P8/Tkr5444h7KI/AAAAAAAAJfM/E_pG5O-bKJs/s320/CIMG0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; ci sono delle meraviglie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jqTWsEdlsF0/TkrpwwsDeBI/AAAAAAAAJfE/ooE6mssa9A8/s1600/CIMG0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641578507147638802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jqTWsEdlsF0/TkrpwwsDeBI/AAAAAAAAJfE/ooE6mssa9A8/s200/CIMG0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; bere come da ascoltare ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;da sentire come da vedere ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;al bordo del mare e nella terra per tutti piccoli e grandi !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641576757291112994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RaaPlnFboQU/TkroK59v2iI/AAAAAAAAJec/M3rGr3z78nk/s320/CIMG0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senti anchè tu quanto l'aria maritima ti farebbe del bene, puodarsi che la scoperta della natura ci vivicarebbero per passare tutto l'inverno senza stanchezza ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-535645893268459240?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/535645893268459240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/535645893268459240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/scopra-il-mondo.html' title='Scopra il mondo'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMnPeYPt6P8/Tkr5444h7KI/AAAAAAAAJfM/E_pG5O-bKJs/s72-c/CIMG0718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7345475658432577050</id><published>2011-08-14T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T15:15:11.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marini piacevoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsgEq3mFFCU/Tkg5IGhto7I/AAAAAAAAJeE/ee02n15srqo/s1600/CIMG0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640821344635298738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsgEq3mFFCU/Tkg5IGhto7I/AAAAAAAAJeE/ee02n15srqo/s320/CIMG0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Arrivata quà nel &lt;a href="http://www.ouest-cornouaille.com/"&gt;Pays de Ouest-Cornouaille&lt;/a&gt; chsta in fondo di terra, per l'ultima settimana libera ... coi piccoli bambini della mia figlia, non c'è più di tempo per communicarsi all'&lt;a href="http://www.google.fr/url?q=http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/%25C3%258Ele-Tudy&amp;amp;sa=U&amp;amp;ei=YEVITvXcEs7LsgbLw6TFBw&amp;amp;ved=0CA8QFjAB&amp;amp;sig2=3_pJrmmmQipQ1u6sab3-MQ&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNGn2liCn5rSkdrqWO3-I3StxosQTQ"&gt;Île-Tudy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640837123270165906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpzwgwfOZ-w/TkhHeihaxZI/AAAAAAAAJeU/vqnl6Mxo058/s320/CIMG0682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640820541671927938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2DLq5lFP_8/Tkg4ZXQU8II/AAAAAAAAJd0/fy4FsnHT6QY/s320/CIMG0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Da quanto tempo ci sta il batello a vela sulla costa ? Non si sa più adesso ! Da quanto tempo ci stano i batelli di pesccha, per la pesccha di costa ma anchè di mare profonda come le "Terre Neuva" ... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh4GbzQBTw0/Tkg5aFF0kpI/AAAAAAAAJeM/V9VN2Sro5VQ/s1600/CIMG0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640821653487522450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh4GbzQBTw0/Tkg5aFF0kpI/AAAAAAAAJeM/V9VN2Sro5VQ/s200/CIMG0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Se i personaggi sono ancora di attualità, non sappiamo se cantono ancora ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sai, che sapevano quando partevano ma non sappevano quando rivendrebbero, amico !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7345475658432577050?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7345475658432577050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7345475658432577050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/marini-piacevoli.html' title='Marini piacevoli'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsgEq3mFFCU/Tkg5IGhto7I/AAAAAAAAJeE/ee02n15srqo/s72-c/CIMG0687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8367045438669767546</id><published>2011-08-12T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T16:55:47.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lieta sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GAAYDLqu_EU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8367045438669767546?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8367045438669767546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8367045438669767546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/lieta-sera_12.html' title='Lieta sera'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GAAYDLqu_EU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3030258921527982236</id><published>2011-08-11T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:14:26.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640235366288325378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-il7V2vlMGT8/TkYkLrE1-wI/AAAAAAAAJds/bIG71jrdnoI/s320/CIMG0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Siamo partendo di nuovo in aereo per tutta la notte perche sta l'ultimo giorno di viaggio ... Sono perturbata dal cambiamento che stara di nuovo per noi, che abbiamo trovato il paese tanto caldo e magnifico che ci starebbe bene stati ancora ! Sta sera senza piu di cellular con internet, ti ho cercato dapertutto ed infine nell'aeroporto ho trovato un modo particolar di raggiungerti, saitesore ... Nella bottega di American Express sono entrata e spiegando la mia disfortuna sul mio telefono, una simpatica signora mi ha trovato l'ultimo "net book apple" in cui senza difficolta, ho cercato il mio blog ed anche la mia messageria : cosi sono sempre in connessione colla gente simpatica del mondo, che felicita ! In questo pqese ci sono cosi delle persone piacevole cometesore ... Buona notte in aero ed domani sarei reintrata a casa mia alle cinque della sera. Adesso ci sta !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3030258921527982236?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3030258921527982236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3030258921527982236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/free-day.html' title='Free day'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-il7V2vlMGT8/TkYkLrE1-wI/AAAAAAAAJds/bIG71jrdnoI/s72-c/CIMG0648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6769033537651994322</id><published>2011-08-08T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:45:24.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayan sites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/54rEKNEQxeU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sei troppo lontano quando traversamo la citta dei Mayan, salindo le alte scalle ... Ma nel pensiero sei sempre presente tra la storia del dio del Sole o quella del Palazzo di Palenque dove sono riuniti le divinita che si sacrificavano prima di morire per fare avvenire della trasmissione al loro figlio ! Siamo entrendo nella citta spagnola di Campeche del seicento. Che differenza coll'Europa al stesso momento che conosceva il rinascimento. Qua si sviluppeva la destruzione della civilisazione Mayan per la creazione del commercio coloniale. Vita e morte vanno ancora insieme, magari ? Non c'e piu di telefono con internet adesso ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6769033537651994322?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6769033537651994322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6769033537651994322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/mayan-sites.html' title='Mayan sites'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/54rEKNEQxeU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7011185376961276514</id><published>2011-08-05T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:45:07.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EK5KgeV3Iqk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oggi siamo saliti sulla piramida del sole alle 2360m come tutti che visitano sempre questa qua ... Che altezza quando si guardi al lontano ! Eppure da tanti anni tanti sono venuti adorare il Dio del sole. Figura eterna o demone ? Che lo sa ? Sacrifici umani per onorarlo ... ma dopo ? Tu non sei dio e non troppo demone, pero sei il primo a traversare lo spacio ed il tempo aldila dell'eta. Poi lascime sola tra l'universo. Domani mattino colle colleghe del Brasil, esposeremo un lavoro sull'adozione di nuovo .... ed allímproviso mi trova senza telefono portabile. Perche l´ho lasciato nel bus dell'escursione, perche perderlo di nuovo, perche la memoria mi manca e la paura riviene infatti all'ultimo momente, la veglia ! Come ritrovarlo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7011185376961276514?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7011185376961276514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7011185376961276514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/hot-sun.html' title='Hot sun'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EK5KgeV3Iqk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1644124033199037489</id><published>2011-08-03T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:08:24.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella vista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CYI_xSew_uc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandiosa, alta ed austera sta questa citta dove sono riuniti tutti colleghi del mondo per cinque giorni ... un bella manifestazione che ricorda la vivacita del genio di Freud. Non e ancora morto, vero ? Gente che sia pensendo che stara infine finita la storia dell'incosciente, non credelo ! Non sparisce cosi nel mondo e nella civilizazione ... E il centennario del primo congresso internazionale ! Saresti anche qua ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1644124033199037489?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1644124033199037489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1644124033199037489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/08/bella-vista.html' title='Bella vista'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CYI_xSew_uc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-9127383505103133722</id><published>2011-07-31T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:45:38.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1tBzaCmAIX0/TjUg6Vro7pI/AAAAAAAAJdc/nCrtt6zUagc/s1600/CIMG0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635446695348727442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1tBzaCmAIX0/TjUg6Vro7pI/AAAAAAAAJdc/nCrtt6zUagc/s320/CIMG0168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;al &lt;a class="l" href="http://en.wikiloc.com/wikiloc/view.do?id=144124"&gt;col de la Punta Palasina Estoul...&lt;/a&gt;nel Val d'Ayas -&lt;a class="l" href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vall%C3%A9e_d"&gt;Vallée d'Aoste &lt;/a&gt;, alle 2668 m ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;in fronto alla catena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;del &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxfSGSmzf-4/TjUjkV9tCSI/AAAAAAAAJdk/VyTEhSXpRZQ/s1600/CIMG0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635449616002255138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxfSGSmzf-4/TjUjkV9tCSI/AAAAAAAAJdk/VyTEhSXpRZQ/s200/CIMG0171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grande &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.bergfex.fr/sommer/matterhorn-monte-cervino-mont-cervin/"&gt;Matterhorn - Monte Cervino - Mont Cervin&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fa ancora del sole ma il nubo tiene sulla somittà del Maestro che si nasconde sempre comete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635445701428266306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H079LMhHnHg/TjUgAfCiRUI/AAAAAAAAJdM/CeS3dSWig6M/s320/CIMG0128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5g7Sfuq9gkY/TjUgnoOKivI/AAAAAAAAJdU/x1wUxg0qn7o/s1600/CIMG0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635446373907860210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5g7Sfuq9gkY/TjUgnoOKivI/AAAAAAAAJdU/x1wUxg0qn7o/s320/CIMG0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dal 27 al 29 luglio 2011 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Noi sentiamo l'aria del Val d'Ayas aperto sul Val d'Aoste per la felicità dei montagnari che partono del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.rifugioarp.it/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rifugio ARP - Italia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;. Senti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; come sta bene quà quando non c'è il temporale, quando non soffia il vento, quando non passa il fumine sopra la testa ... guardi la tranquilità quà per la nostra beatitudina !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eppure domani mi trasporto di nuovo in aereo per un lungo viaggio lontano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-9127383505103133722?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9127383505103133722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9127383505103133722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/vivo-amore.html' title='Vivo amore'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1tBzaCmAIX0/TjUg6Vro7pI/AAAAAAAAJdc/nCrtt6zUagc/s72-c/CIMG0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6018454217830783051</id><published>2011-07-18T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T04:52:30.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seduction's life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6MLYv4DOL7Y?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In estate tutti sono belli benchè l'eta apporta del pese ma senza grinze si puo ancora trovarsi giovane... e tu sei bene giovane in short e teeshirt, come noi che camminamo nelle terre rosse ! Amore dell'estate in libertà, tu mi piace cosi nel tuo universo, magari quelli altorno, che stano troppo amerindieni ... &lt;a dir="ltr" title="for me formidable" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lwx42wkQFPk"&gt;for me formidable&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6018454217830783051?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6018454217830783051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6018454217830783051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/seductions-life_18.html' title='Seduction&apos;s life'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6MLYv4DOL7Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5277881619387540779</id><published>2011-07-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T04:53:08.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finestra del cielo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76M2_YynIZE/TiMZ1GEoNfI/AAAAAAAAJcc/gCmU-Cu9M5A/s1600/Photo0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630372359097038322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76M2_YynIZE/TiMZ1GEoNfI/AAAAAAAAJcc/gCmU-Cu9M5A/s320/Photo0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Salindo presto il mattino sulla montagna di Fenêstre, tra la foschia intensa, nel vento che soffia ... incontramo da sorpresa la gente quà, come nel tempo passato dove sono passati tanti famùosi pellegrini da questo cammino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liwXvXX-iEo/TiMZQX7tBYI/AAAAAAAAJcU/m2xl0X-v4s0/s1600/Photo0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630371728236283266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liwXvXX-iEo/TiMZQX7tBYI/AAAAAAAAJcU/m2xl0X-v4s0/s320/Photo0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A 2266 m troviamo il&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.alpes-photos.com/fiche_col_fenestre.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lac de Fenestre - Vésubie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; lago austero, al piede del colle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;di Finestra... con un camoscio famigliere perchè non si scappa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630371105946891586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tf9EicHqHmo/TiMYsJuWdUI/AAAAAAAAJcE/IUpRSI6piV0/s320/Photo0464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In questo santuario alle 1905 m, si vede la statua della Madonna &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630375152165691634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEfe4WgwwFQ/TiMcXrEFoPI/AAAAAAAAJck/ZIw354P7FPQ/s200/Madone%2Bde%2Bfen%25C3%25AAstre%2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;che fosse portata quà dai "Templiers" il 9 maggio 1647, una statua miracolosa per dare vita quà dove la disperazione succede ... Cosi Santo Luco da offerta a Santa Maria Madelena che la prende con lei quando sarà cacciata con Marta, Lazare e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maximino sul mare senza vele ne rame... Colla Madona potranno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;accostare al porto di Marsiglia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVJN-FEYdUU/TiMY7IMZjzI/AAAAAAAAJcM/xt5TQSrT04Q/s1600/Photo0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630371363234090802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVJN-FEYdUU/TiMY7IMZjzI/AAAAAAAAJcM/xt5TQSrT04Q/s320/Photo0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Da tanto tempo ci sono tanti a venire salutarla poi a passare il colle verso l'Italia. Riccordate l'uscita della lunga fila di ebrai in settembre 1943 ! Scritta in novella che sviluppasi quà: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.wordreference.com/enfr/Wandering%20Star%20%5BJean%20Marie%20Gustave%20Le%20Cl%E9zio%5D"&gt;Wandering Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;" di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._M._G._Le_Cl%C3%A9zio"&gt;J. M. G. Le Clézio&lt;/a&gt;. Senza rumore, l'aria sta più pura, gli emozioni più dolci, la memoria dite più vivace ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a class="" id="video-short-title-T6jPl1Ol96E" title="suddmm eco di un amore" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6jPl1Ol96E&amp;amp;feature=feedu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eco di un amore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5277881619387540779?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/5277881619387540779/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=5277881619387540779' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5277881619387540779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5277881619387540779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/fenestra-del-cielo.html' title='Finestra del cielo'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76M2_YynIZE/TiMZ1GEoNfI/AAAAAAAAJcc/gCmU-Cu9M5A/s72-c/Photo0471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-698839257734495504</id><published>2011-07-16T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:07:32.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luna fedele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nEHSahDAR8/TiIBZlg1A5I/AAAAAAAAJbU/P_4SQSRcbfk/s1600/Photo0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630064023244702610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nEHSahDAR8/TiIBZlg1A5I/AAAAAAAAJbU/P_4SQSRcbfk/s320/Photo0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Da due giorni nel &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.rando83.fr/spip.php?rubrique10"&gt;Haut Verdon - Alpes et Côte d'Azur&lt;/a&gt;, dove la luna sta offrando la sua luce al mondo che si vede &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da lontano e dapertutto ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630066429372898306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ImvQXSyFbiU/TiIDlpCfnAI/AAAAAAAAJb0/XMYR2VXSELY/s320/Photo0459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DjUGGOSZxgE/TiID0f4W3sI/AAAAAAAAJb8/qWD1b9-adKc/s1600/Photo0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630066684612501186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DjUGGOSZxgE/TiID0f4W3sI/AAAAAAAAJb8/qWD1b9-adKc/s320/Photo0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dal &lt;a href="http://www.google.fr/search?q=haut+verdon&amp;amp;hl=zu&amp;amp;sa=G&amp;amp;biw=653&amp;amp;bih=396&amp;amp;rlz=1W1GGLD_fr&amp;amp;prmd=ivns&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbo=u&amp;amp;source=univ&amp;amp;ei=MQYiTrqBB4bBtAbD1Z37AQ&amp;amp;ved=0CD4QsAQ"&gt;haut verdon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ho pensato tanto ate quando la notte sta coprendo tutto di nero benchè sola la luce esce dell'oscurità per sentirci sempre &lt;a title="" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=93BrzCAAMxM&amp;amp;feature=fvsr"&gt;- C'est Extra &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-698839257734495504?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/698839257734495504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/698839257734495504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/luna-fanatica.html' title='Luna fedele'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nEHSahDAR8/TiIBZlg1A5I/AAAAAAAAJbU/P_4SQSRcbfk/s72-c/Photo0458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-4457866406384313517</id><published>2011-07-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:00:24.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giorno benedito</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cx9iipKv2yo?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come i passanti del mercato possiamo accogliere il giorno con sapore se crediamo un po nella forza umana che ci fa muoversi e cambiarsi, sailo, ci sarà il nostro progetto per oggi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-4457866406384313517?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/4457866406384313517/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=4457866406384313517' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4457866406384313517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4457866406384313517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/giorno-benedito.html' title='Giorno benedito'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cx9iipKv2yo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5269294288362511803</id><published>2011-07-13T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:25:41.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brava ragazza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGSVt4r_PgE/Th3JQkR0RlI/AAAAAAAAJbE/SA35PujNBvc/s1600/CIMG2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628876395736483410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGSVt4r_PgE/Th3JQkR0RlI/AAAAAAAAJbE/SA35PujNBvc/s320/CIMG2287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Una giovane ragazza mi incontra dopo tanti anni già di sforzo intenso facendo parte a vintitre anni di un balletto internazionale di danza. Ma quello le ha lasciata e una depressione puo comminciare ... Disturbi alimentari o dolori, puodarsi che meno male ci sia più brutto ! Questo sogno suo sta subitamente caduto cosi ci sarebbero tante speranze anchè perdute ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628875886440994914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cFekEbQ8Klw/Th3Iy7AT2GI/AAAAAAAAJa8/SWBwsmp4hug/s320/CIMG2286.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMCP1_3lq-E/Th3J1_pbxiI/AAAAAAAAJbM/DYoN_-sU85Y/s1600/CIMG2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628877038738458146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMCP1_3lq-E/Th3J1_pbxiI/AAAAAAAAJbM/DYoN_-sU85Y/s320/CIMG2277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come nel caso di un'altra ragazza che doveva studiare e subitamente il cancro del seno esce a vintiquattri anni per minnaciare la sua vita ... Abbiamo riuscito ad ascoltarla suffisamente durante i mesi di trattamento chimico e poi ad mandarla verso un collego per la seguita delle sue stude. Ha fatto qualchi anni di terapia analitica. Parlare ed esprimare i suoi emozioni sta veramente necessario quando la delusione prende il davanti della scena. Adesso quella brava ragazza vive tanto bene la sua vita !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cosi possiamo sperare che la malattia sia poco invalidante quando ci sviluppa abbastanza di vita mentale. Lo pensi anchè tu nel suo caso, ci sarebbe dunque possibile ? In aprile, avevo visto che la malattia poteva essere venando ... ma non volevo dirtilo direttamente perchè si puo sempre sbagliarsi. Cioè ho scritto tutto che potevo sulle malattie a conoscere per noi. Benchè si vede quando la tonalità della vita sta minacciata. Puodarsi adesso che questo quà sia il motore di un cambiamento interiore, se ci voglie bene essere accompagnata. E meglio per sostenere il trattamento medico e per la prevenzione della ricaduta sopratutto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5269294288362511803?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5269294288362511803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5269294288362511803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/brava-ragazza.html' title='Brava ragazza'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGSVt4r_PgE/Th3JQkR0RlI/AAAAAAAAJbE/SA35PujNBvc/s72-c/CIMG2287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6130015418781398147</id><published>2011-07-12T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:26:55.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No tranquility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txjaWQalsHc/ThwmJzJZ3DI/AAAAAAAAJaU/_1dww_wCLAU/s1600/Photo0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628415584096607282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txjaWQalsHc/ThwmJzJZ3DI/AAAAAAAAJaU/_1dww_wCLAU/s320/Photo0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Je ne me fais pas une idée nette de moi-même, et pas même celle qui consisterait à ne m'en faire aucune. Je suis un nomade de la conscience de soi. Dès la première veille se sont égarés les troupeaux de ma richesse intérieure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4UbZinSCsI/ThwmwR-Ip6I/AAAAAAAAJak/lu5YNANc5u8/s1600/Photo0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628416245205870498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4UbZinSCsI/ThwmwR-Ip6I/AAAAAAAAJak/lu5YNANc5u8/s320/Photo0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La seule tragédie, c'est de ne pouvoir se concevoir soi-même comme tragique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;J'ai toujours vu clairement ma coexistence avec le monde. Je n'ai jamais ressenti clairement mon besoin de coexister avec lui ; c'est en quoi je n'ai jamais été un être normal." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa, Le Livre de l'Intranquillité, Ed Bourgois. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYyYt4_tl1I/Thx0231wjNI/AAAAAAAAJa0/BwSPIUj5bKk/s1600/Photo0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628502120357465298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYyYt4_tl1I/Thx0231wjNI/AAAAAAAAJa0/BwSPIUj5bKk/s200/Photo0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E di più ho perduto da quatri giorni la mia cartolina d'identità ma dove ? Nella montagna qui dove sono stata la notte al rifugio, presa da qualcuno ? O nella giornata nel viaggio ? O qualcuno l'ha ritrovata senza dirmilo ? O puodarsi che l'ho perduta anchè a casa e da ieri, quando ho visto la sua disparizione ... ho cercato senza fine, senza dormire quasi in tutti sacchi, libri, documenti a casa mia... dicendomi che questa quà venisse giusto prima il mio departo in vacanze della settimana prossima ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628420130875812834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWaSkw4ur8g/ThwqSdOCq-I/AAAAAAAAJas/bOs_mkxJuks/s320/Photo0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;E tutto cio che speriamo di tranquilità per partire, camminare prima, poi viaggiare al lontano ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E tutto questo succede al momento preciso dove sono attaccata dal rumore di batteria che esce all'improvviso, dalla camera del mio giovane vicino sotto il mio ufficio ...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628415886234508258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZBDsRW72Bg/ThwmbYssW-I/AAAAAAAAJac/4GcKnMCrxz8/s320/Photo0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ho prevenuto padre e madre ma nessuno sembra avere di autorità su lui, che peccato ! La residenza a mandato corrieri ed il proprietario ha mandato avertimenti, da sei mesi, magari ! Io, devo allora sporgere denuncia alla polizia, per prejudizio fatto nel mio lavoro, i pazienti stando anchè attaccati, ma bisogna avere la sua cartolina d'identità ? Come il ragazzo sta minore dunque gli adulti responsabili non ne capiscono abbastenza l'urgenza ed io ne perdo la mia identità ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sta mattina in fine ho ritrovato la cartolina in una busta. Sono tanta stanca adesso che posso soltanto d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ormire e nuotare in pomeriggio, sognando al migliore dite ... pensando alla tua preoccupazione, caramico. Cosa posso perte ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6130015418781398147?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6130015418781398147/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6130015418781398147' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6130015418781398147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6130015418781398147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-tranquility.html' title='No tranquility'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txjaWQalsHc/ThwmJzJZ3DI/AAAAAAAAJaU/_1dww_wCLAU/s72-c/Photo0430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6342999679783790927</id><published>2011-07-10T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:25:19.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calore estivale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz_Mik92x3M/Thox9ehFBZI/AAAAAAAAJZU/aEp6rB8deG4/s1600/Photo0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627865616586442130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz_Mik92x3M/Thox9ehFBZI/AAAAAAAAJZU/aEp6rB8deG4/s320/Photo0408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Andiamo via per fuggire la calore della città e salire per dormire ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;in rifugio di alta montagna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KOC7tDbGt0/ThozN5AV7XI/AAAAAAAAJZk/0D8cHdFIWEA/s1600/Photo0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627866998086430066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KOC7tDbGt0/ThozN5AV7XI/AAAAAAAAJZk/0D8cHdFIWEA/s320/Photo0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Per la sera di sabato, sono arrivata qui&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.casterino.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Auberge Marie Madeleine - Casterino - Vallée des Merveilles - France&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Gli altri stando partiti fino al Colle di Tenda per campeggiare ma io non lo volevo perchè sto troppo male adesso sul suolo per dormire poi camminare l'indomani. Quindi sona andata da sola ... e ho trovato tanta gente dopo nel cammino, piccoli, giovani, vecchi, italiani a chi parlare sempre con piacere !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-76pQVkeRmDk/Tho6SO1IV4I/AAAAAAAAJaM/WpzDaaOUXMQ/s1600/Photo0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627874769245853570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-76pQVkeRmDk/Tho6SO1IV4I/AAAAAAAAJaM/WpzDaaOUXMQ/s320/Photo0442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nel mattino la cascada fresca sta il tone della giornata, sviluppandosi, sarà di più in più, offerta alla piena contemplazione tranquilla dell'acqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;viva o dormante del lago come un momento d'oro conte ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vDCaGv8i7I/Tho1p-efE3I/AAAAAAAAJZ8/ORC8auchN_w/s1600/Photo0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627869679614628722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vDCaGv8i7I/Tho1p-efE3I/AAAAAAAAJZ8/ORC8auchN_w/s320/Photo0438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9KmzAkMM6A/Tho21khgzQI/AAAAAAAAJaE/DUgIugp9Ls8/s1600/Photo0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627870978318060802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9KmzAkMM6A/Tho21khgzQI/AAAAAAAAJaE/DUgIugp9Ls8/s320/Photo0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma sopratutto quando si arriva sul lago di Valmasque, &lt;a class="l vst" href="http://www.cafnice.org/cafbase/refuges.php?type=refuge&amp;amp;refugeid=5"&gt;Refuge de Valmasque - Club Alpin Français de Nice-Mercantour ...&lt;/a&gt; al piede del rifugio, si vede bene che l'acqua dormante non sta veramente tranquilla, sailo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6342999679783790927?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6342999679783790927/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6342999679783790927' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6342999679783790927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6342999679783790927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/calore-estivale.html' title='Calore estivale'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz_Mik92x3M/Thox9ehFBZI/AAAAAAAAJZU/aEp6rB8deG4/s72-c/Photo0408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2013677277468057504</id><published>2011-07-03T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T15:24:01.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven' garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHWnxYaj_Ok/ThDz8cEZMaI/AAAAAAAAJXc/qJyVg_8NFcY/s1600/Photo0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625264154238071202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHWnxYaj_Ok/ThDz8cEZMaI/AAAAAAAAJXc/qJyVg_8NFcY/s200/Photo0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Levata presto, oggi ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;era il mattino alle sette che partiamo di nuovo in alta montagna per la prima volta a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ll'anno dopo l'inverno... I raggi del sole sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIW1Z10niMI/ThDuaxeLoFI/AAAAAAAAJW0/P-v3bbzSSLE/s1600/Photo0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; più alti e già arrivamo al lago delle terre rosse per il piacere degli occhi ! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625260184877116642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UB_jBLUo-9c/ThDwVZC_rOI/AAAAAAAAJW8/M7oeYuX3ooU/s320/Photo0366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKcMUcyif4I/ThDy5pzaY1I/AAAAAAAAJXU/_dUkWwa4skk/s1600/Photo0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625263006873707346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKcMUcyif4I/ThDy5pzaY1I/AAAAAAAAJXU/_dUkWwa4skk/s200/Photo0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tre anni fa, facevamo la salita del passo indietro della stazione di Isola 2000, nel &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.photos-provence.fr/mercantour.html"&gt;Parc National du Mercantour, à la confluence des Alpes et &lt;/a&gt;... dove si trova il &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.altituderando.com/Mont-Malinvern-2938-m"&gt;Monte Malinvern (2938 m)- Altituderando&lt;/a&gt; : &lt;a class="l" href="http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2008/08/malinvern.html"&gt;pietramadreperla: Malinvern&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625262007367980722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvRl3WShnXQ/ThDx_eWrVrI/AAAAAAAAJXM/KQCqnygGZkk/s200/Photo0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;n giardino di lusso all'acqua trasparente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ma co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;l rododendron tutto rosso, per il piacere del gusto ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Delle neve bianche dove non si puo tanto traversare senza difficoltà ! Questa volta all'inizio dell'estate, non si puo passare perchè la neve sta ancora quà. C'è tanta neve, che tu non potresti traversare il confine per vedere l'altro paese meraviglioso d'Italia ma soltanto i giardini di Dio, tesore che sia prossimo quà ... Who sing that : "&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/jacksender/why-you-say-you-love-me"&gt;I don't know why you say you love me&lt;/a&gt;" ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2013677277468057504?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2013677277468057504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2013677277468057504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/heaven-garden.html' title='Heaven&apos; garden'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHWnxYaj_Ok/ThDz8cEZMaI/AAAAAAAAJXc/qJyVg_8NFcY/s72-c/Photo0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2933609376746899839</id><published>2011-07-02T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:25:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work' life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5DKwdnGrJlY/Tg-RfTxc25I/AAAAAAAAJWc/BR1F34ctCsc/s1600/avril%2B2011%2B061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624874426678696850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5DKwdnGrJlY/Tg-RfTxc25I/AAAAAAAAJWc/BR1F34ctCsc/s320/avril%2B2011%2B061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me ne vado di nuovo ad Aix en Provence, la città delle fontane !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come quelle che conosci bene sailo, ne ci sono delle sorgente di vita ... Adessso ci sono soltanto delle trace della memoria che fanoci vivere. Magari la realtà non so più laquale c'è, ma forse sta un'ombra che copra, come una bella vela, cio che si crede ancora oggi, amore dell'ombra ... &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/95EH9G1c_4o"&gt;http://youtu.be/95EH9G1c_4o&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2933609376746899839?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2933609376746899839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2933609376746899839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/work-life.html' title='Work&apos; life'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5DKwdnGrJlY/Tg-RfTxc25I/AAAAAAAAJWc/BR1F34ctCsc/s72-c/avril%2B2011%2B061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8404530419800403811</id><published>2011-06-30T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T06:11:17.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uscita tardiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sta sera usciamo ancora all'ora tardiva delle sette e mezzo verso il capo di Villafranca ! Fa un dolce tempo e l'acqua ondula davanti a noi. Le rame urtendo ogni volta la vaga, ci cresce come una musica sorda e profonda che daci il sentimento d'una sensualità nuova, dove viene la forza di ricomminciare ancora ed ancora ... di far colpo cosi entrando nel mare !&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624154658312441842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTfWy8xOR3Q/Tg0C3RqST_I/AAAAAAAAJVs/ez9G8tTJBBk/s320/aviron%2B6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Il movimento di remare, ogni volta sta difficile a capire quando non si pratica. Ma quando il vento da un'onda più forte si vede bene quanta forza dobbiamo sviluppare ancora ed ancora per avanzare. Quanto tempo ci sarà per scoprire una certa verità ? Come ci troverremo la forza del movimento ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lepoint.fr/politique/dsk-a-t-il-ete-piege-15-05-2011-1330872_20.php-www.20minutes.fr/article/751083/affaire-dsk-accusations-pourraient-effondrer-www.20minutes.fr/article/751285/affaire-dsk-direct-il-faut-respecter-volonte-dsk"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.lepoint.fr/politique/dsk-a-t-il-ete-piege-15-05-2011-1330872_20.php&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.20minutes.fr/article/751083/affaire-dsk-accusations-pourraient-effondrer"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.20minutes.fr/article/751083/affaire-dsk-accusations-pourraient-effondrer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.20minutes.fr/article/751285/affaire-dsk-direct-il-faut-respecter-volonte-dsk"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.20minutes.fr/article/751285/affaire-dsk-direct-il-faut-respecter-volonte-dsk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8404530419800403811?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/8404530419800403811/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=8404530419800403811' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8404530419800403811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8404530419800403811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/uscita-tardiva.html' title='Uscita tardiva'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yTfWy8xOR3Q/Tg0C3RqST_I/AAAAAAAAJVs/ez9G8tTJBBk/s72-c/aviron%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7936883612368726981</id><published>2011-06-26T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T03:22:58.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tra il cuore e mai la testa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUbTvEu3s0o/Tgev9jh1E8I/AAAAAAAAJVU/zgH5W0dqBY8/s1600/Photo0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622656131839366082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUbTvEu3s0o/Tgev9jh1E8I/AAAAAAAAJVU/zgH5W0dqBY8/s200/Photo0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quest'acqua mi ha fato del bene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;perch'era quella della casa del mio fratello, il più giovane ! Ci siamo ritrovati per il week-end, nella calore del sud, tanto tardi che non ci avevamo visti da due anni ... Ha inveccchiato ? Si forse anch'io ! Ma la sorpresa era sopratutto nell'attitudine in fronto l'acqua. A lui non li piace tanto, ma per me, sta una sorgente meravigliosa, anchè per la sua moglie ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622988221889786354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mzJNCAcLTwc/Tgjd_vXyMfI/AAAAAAAAJVc/72Ab0aMdyHg/s320/Photo0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622989104830694466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RDXjINmBJbo/TgjezIlTREI/AAAAAAAAJVk/SbdXpr18Azc/s200/Photo0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buona cuoca, ci ha fato dei piati del sud, dalla Liguria a Massiglia : la "&lt;a class="l" href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pissaladi%C3%A8re"&gt;Pissaladière &lt;/a&gt;" che mangiamo col vino roseo e l'insalata verde, poi il "&lt;a class="l" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vitello_tonnato"&gt;Vitello tonnato " &lt;/a&gt;tanto amato in Piemonte, in Italia ... che potresti conoscerlo anchè tu. Bene amato sai quanta cucina tu perdi senza mai venire vederci. Magari sei con me tra il cuore e mai la testa. Quanto tempo ci starà cosi ? &lt;a dir="ltr" title="120-Edith Piaf (a Nimegue) - A Quoi Ça Sert L' ..." href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WW_8rJOy_5g"&gt;A Quoi Ça Sert L' &lt;/a&gt;... &lt;a dir="ltr" title="Edith Piaf - C'est L'Amour (It's Love)" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Kv6GYyi_4I"&gt;C'est L'Amour (It's Love&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7936883612368726981?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7936883612368726981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7936883612368726981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/tra-il-cuore-e-mai-c.html' title='Tra il cuore e mai la testa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUbTvEu3s0o/Tgev9jh1E8I/AAAAAAAAJVU/zgH5W0dqBY8/s72-c/Photo0346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-9166802148936440060</id><published>2011-06-25T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:32:24.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ieri sera sono arrivata dal treno fino alla costa del sud e alla città di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.montpellier.fr/"&gt;Montpellier : &lt;/a&gt;dov'è una giornata scientifica di nuovo, si è stata sviluppata sulla tematica "Il futuro" !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdvWpoyjtZk/TgZxb7IKe0I/AAAAAAAAJU0/chVo3TJEcU4/s1600/Femmes%2BCouture%2BLacroix.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622305909360982850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdvWpoyjtZk/TgZxb7IKe0I/AAAAAAAAJU0/chVo3TJEcU4/s320/Femmes%2BCouture%2BLacroix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Come pensare questo quà nell'analisa ? Come credere che questo quà potrà svilupparsi ? Nell'anima si vive probalbimente un gioco di "andare e ritorno", dal passato al presente senza fine per propulsare del futuro. Movimento che l'antropologia potrà ne dirci qualche cose... ma anchè la storia della coppia nell'Occidente. La coppia - unione della società umana per dare vita all'altro o coppia-matrimonio per dare vita sopratutto alla trasmissione del patrimonio e della tradizione dei figli ? La coppertura ne starebbe soltanto un mascchio ? Il futuro della coppia che sarà ? &lt;a dir="ltr" title="Charles Aznavour Hier encore paroles" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5UT63v_rBU"&gt;Hier encore &lt;/a&gt;.... &lt;a dir="ltr" title="Une vie d'amour~Aznavour~Mathieu~video OlgaMirator" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-qnHYvHkto"&gt;Une vie d'amour&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a title="" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTzpu027scs&amp;amp;feature=fvsr"&gt;Hier Encore &lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-9166802148936440060?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9166802148936440060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9166802148936440060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/portare.html' title='Portare'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdvWpoyjtZk/TgZxb7IKe0I/AAAAAAAAJU0/chVo3TJEcU4/s72-c/Femmes%2BCouture%2BLacroix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5546507960822560384</id><published>2011-06-21T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:55:13.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica festa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ggi c'è la festa della musica dapertutto nel paese ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Non si puo camminare nelle vie strette della vecchia città, c'è tanta gente quà ! Dalle otto a mezzanotte si canta, si beve, si danza, si cride sopratutto in tutte lingue....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dai più giovani ai più vecchi, cioè non ho potuto stare fuorilontano. Dove tu sei in questa folla ?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622313228781558290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPQQt8Od2lY/TgZ4F-GBGhI/AAAAAAAAJVM/p0f8Lg5Kdq0/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come fare in questa folla ... senza avere paura, ma di che ? Ci sarebbe la malattia del cuore che fa tanta paura, ma per chi ? Ci sarebbe vicino a te ? A casa tua ? Chi sta ammalata, presto dicimilo ? O tu sei ammalato ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5546507960822560384?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/5546507960822560384/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=5546507960822560384' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5546507960822560384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5546507960822560384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/musica-festa.html' title='Musica festa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPQQt8Od2lY/TgZ4F-GBGhI/AAAAAAAAJVM/p0f8Lg5Kdq0/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3332770750559078767</id><published>2011-06-19T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T03:47:20.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Erbetta alpina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRqf3aPtteg/Tf8wFyFdpmI/AAAAAAAAJUc/Ol9-J2RZzUw/s1600/Photo0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620263735883834978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRqf3aPtteg/Tf8wFyFdpmI/AAAAAAAAJUc/Ol9-J2RZzUw/s320/Photo0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non ho più ancora di trasmissione di fotografie ... con mio nuovo telefono mobile, quanto tempo ci bisognerà per riuscire colla tecnologia nuova ? .... Hurrahhhh !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620262686835681666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VaZfefBhTSk/Tf8vIuE5KYI/AAAAAAAAJUM/1UzwvbR1pK0/s320/Photo0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm-4j_Qfmpo/Tf8vjC-3MLI/AAAAAAAAJUU/YWBtd39SOsk/s1600/Photo0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620263139124129970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm-4j_Qfmpo/Tf8vjC-3MLI/AAAAAAAAJUU/YWBtd39SOsk/s320/Photo0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Per felicità abbiamo avuto il tempo di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;fare niente infine ... dopo la corsa alpina di 900 m di denivelazione, del Monte Autcellier (2204 m) !&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtYR0UYlgww/Tf8wYvF2GGI/AAAAAAAAJUk/qEKcbn7zBSU/s1600/Photo0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620264061497645154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtYR0UYlgww/Tf8wYvF2GGI/AAAAAAAAJUk/qEKcbn7zBSU/s200/Photo0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Il quale era stato tutto coperto subitamente, della prima neve all'autonno, otto mesi fa, lo stesso cammino, lo stessso monte, eppure ... riccorditi ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ci sono tanti giorni passati conte già, diletto amico ! « Se una donna ha un potere calmente su un 'uomo, allora questo quà sta amoroso" spiega &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/sébastien+night/video/x5qys3_conseils-de-drague-projet-night_lifestyle"&gt;Sébastien Night&lt;/a&gt; ... "uno segno che non sbaglia", benchè sia magari tra una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2010/10/fredolosa-scalata.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fredolosa-scalata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3332770750559078767?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/3332770750559078767/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=3332770750559078767' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3332770750559078767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3332770750559078767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/erbetta-alpina.html' title='Erbetta alpina'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRqf3aPtteg/Tf8wFyFdpmI/AAAAAAAAJUc/Ol9-J2RZzUw/s72-c/Photo0321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5709164875567903176</id><published>2011-06-16T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T16:02:07.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Altrove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z8iZysUN-O8?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I belli giorni rivingono ed il mare sta di più in più caldo per nuotare ma simpatico per fuggire un momento. Come stai sul batello ? Cosa preferisci il grande forte tra mare e cielo che devi evitare quando esce dal Pouort o il piccolo che sembra tanto leggero ma fragile anchè ? Alla fine del giorno ed alla fine della settimana si puo ne andare un poco: vedere la costa da più lontano come vederti in fine senza vergogna perchè sei allora confonduto colla roccia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5709164875567903176?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/5709164875567903176/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=5709164875567903176' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5709164875567903176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5709164875567903176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/altrove.html' title='Altrove'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z8iZysUN-O8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7001116114217951350</id><published>2011-06-15T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:24:39.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sovraccarica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Senza orario, senza attesa, senza spaccio ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORiKAPI84cs/TfkrhSqV4JI/AAAAAAAAJUE/je87o0ehta8/s1600/Mekong.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618569861066514578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORiKAPI84cs/TfkrhSqV4JI/AAAAAAAAJUE/je87o0ehta8/s320/Mekong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come la casa che sta sull'l'acqua, sono sovraccarica dal tempo che passa ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dopo gli appuntamenti, la ricerca dei mails e le riposte in tutti sensi, le formalità di più a fare prima la fine del meso per essere accettata secondo la novella legge che regola il mio mestiere ... tutto cio alla mia età ! Ieri sera reunione, e sta sera non ho ancora cenato ... a mezzanotte ... buona nottesore !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7001116114217951350?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7001116114217951350/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7001116114217951350' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7001116114217951350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7001116114217951350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/sovraccarica.html' title='Sovraccarica'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORiKAPI84cs/TfkrhSqV4JI/AAAAAAAAJUE/je87o0ehta8/s72-c/Mekong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1948865516203754170</id><published>2011-06-12T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:25:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primi passi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7qkHEMJMZk/TfVC9JjDDgI/AAAAAAAAJT8/Vm-Hmj42XNY/s1600/Photo0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617469728516935170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7qkHEMJMZk/TfVC9JjDDgI/AAAAAAAAJT8/Vm-Hmj42XNY/s320/Photo0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dove vai ? Come stai ? Cosa cerchi ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Si mio fratello, ma non lo sguardo. Perchè ? Per comminciar camminare ... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NA8INXjSYo/TfVCuVLOEfI/AAAAAAAAJT0/ZenKr9r4_6I/s1600/Photo0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617469473940181490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NA8INXjSYo/TfVCuVLOEfI/AAAAAAAAJT0/ZenKr9r4_6I/s320/Photo0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Questo quà sta un sforzo terribile, quando non si tiene ancora bene, eppure avanti, dici. Vedi quanto questo movimento non da ancora la forza di chiamare l'altro, ma soltanto di cercare l'equilibrio suo, sai lo bene ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1948865516203754170?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1948865516203754170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1948865516203754170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/primi-passi.html' title='Primi passi'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7qkHEMJMZk/TfVC9JjDDgI/AAAAAAAAJT8/Vm-Hmj42XNY/s72-c/Photo0295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2229560086972672827</id><published>2011-06-09T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T03:08:37.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoria virtuale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rn5c84nfL7I/TfFPsbz8noI/AAAAAAAAJTk/oq0CsPr5CZQ/s1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616357835106197122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rn5c84nfL7I/TfFPsbz8noI/AAAAAAAAJTk/oq0CsPr5CZQ/s320/57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Sul ponte dove si vede la Cité, c'è un momento per girare altorno e trovare qualche bottighe di vecchi libri come mio nono le cercava, per fare conoscenza coll'istoria o la scienze ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYSIadjzMZ0/TfFP2cZOlWI/AAAAAAAAJTs/9nlaRF9CU40/s1600/62.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358007061255522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYSIadjzMZ0/TfFP2cZOlWI/AAAAAAAAJTs/9nlaRF9CU40/s320/62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma adessso non c'è bisogno di uscire, col computer tutti conoscono le novelle ed i romanzi, poi le storie di ieri o di oggi ...infati ci sono le bottighe virtuale del bordo della Seine nella camera ! Tu sei lontano e quanti novelli conosci già dal Internet ? Eppure non posso uscire senza pensare che l'altro sarà quà all'improviso migliore che tutti queste cose virtuale ... per palarmi e per farmi ritrovare la memoria di miei ricordi ma anchè dei miei seduti coi pazienti, magari ... vero lavoro laborioso della memoria reale, che dobbiamo ricercare sempre per fare vivere la vita psicica ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2229560086972672827?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2229560086972672827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2229560086972672827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/memoria-virtuale.html' title='Memoria virtuale'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rn5c84nfL7I/TfFPsbz8noI/AAAAAAAAJTk/oq0CsPr5CZQ/s72-c/57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8933672288299030846</id><published>2011-06-08T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T03:08:08.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spazio ardente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All'INTERNATIONAL ASSOCIATION OF COUPLE AND FAMILY PSYCHOANALYSIS ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;che si stava riunita a Barcelone in 2008, sappiamo che i lavori ricomminciarebbero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ci sarà l'anno prossimo a Padova/Padoue (Italia), 25-28 juillet 2012/ July 25-28, 2012 /25-28 luglio 2012&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616192953410804962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSaVo7XJIb0/TfC5vDoaXOI/AAAAAAAAJTU/OvTz7lGc4k0/s400/padova_prato_valle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; 5e CONGRES INTERNATIONAL/5th INTERNATIONAL CONGRESS. Le ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ychanalyste face aux familles et aux couples du 21e Siècle : de nouveaux défis techniques. The Psychoanalyst in front of families and couples of the 21st Century: New Technical Challenges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In questa città italiana prossima di Venezia, ci sarano dei giorni bellissimi senza dubbio. Allora bisogna già prepararsi coi colleghi della società SFTFP. Anchè il lusso di vedere tante meraviglie sono al programmo Padova, Venezia, Verona, ... per gli amorosi di belle arte ! Romeo sarà al balcone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8933672288299030846?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8933672288299030846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8933672288299030846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/spazio-ardente.html' title='Spazio ardente'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSaVo7XJIb0/TfC5vDoaXOI/AAAAAAAAJTU/OvTz7lGc4k0/s72-c/padova_prato_valle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1307641847658434647</id><published>2011-06-07T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:00:23.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vittoria bianca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oggi ho aperto di nuovo i miei blogs. Come ? Non lo so ! Si puo navigare di nuovo, che belle vele .......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615425391321211714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7kyTq5HQjv0/Te3_pEBo40I/AAAAAAAAJTE/rUxgH9tOFMc/s320/bel%2Bespoir%2Bgrenadines%2Btrib%2Bamure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poi questa sera il password era ancora sparito e dopo tanti movimenti, l'ho ritrovato ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anchè di più ho ritrovato il mio telefono mobile che avevo perduto domenica ! Come ? Una persona l'ha preso dietro me, sulla tavola della cafetteria di &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.monumenta.com/"&gt;Monumenta 2011 au Grand Palais - Anish Kapoor&lt;/a&gt;, dove ci siamo state con una amica straniera. Quindi questa quà ha cercato nel mio repertorio qualcuno di Parigi poi ha telefonato al nome quà, uno vicino mio che mi ha chiamato. Venerdi prossimo quando saro di nuovo a Parigi potrei riprenderlo, che felicità ! Avevo scritto tante cose all'interno, come i numeri dei pazienti miei, che avevo tanta paura di questa disparizione declarata alla polizia. Ancora una declarazione ! &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ZP8HXx3695s"&gt;http://youtu.be/ZP8HXx3695s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1307641847658434647?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1307641847658434647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1307641847658434647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/06/vittoria-bianca.html' title='Vittoria bianca'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7kyTq5HQjv0/Te3_pEBo40I/AAAAAAAAJTE/rUxgH9tOFMc/s72-c/bel%2Bespoir%2Bgrenadines%2Btrib%2Bamure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8615383844188818127</id><published>2011-05-23T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:49:45.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy hypocrisie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Many French object to the handling of Dominique Strauss-Kahn's arrest on sexual assault charges. But their reaction may be based less on loathing and more on a vast cultural divide ... And so the country launched itself into one of its predictable, periodic spasms of anti-Americanism. How outrageous that New York police led Strauss-Kahn out of a Police Department facility in handcuffs, resulting in "grotesque" photographs, which nevertheless were widely published in France. What about the presumption of innocence? France wailed about headlines in U.S. tabloids, many of which were reproduced for French readers ... In sexual matters, the French consider themselves open-minded and liberal and dismiss Americans in particular — and Anglo-Saxons in general — as puritanical and uptight ... The reaction by many in France may be based less on loathing and more on a cultural divide wider, deeper and choppier than the Atlantic Ocean separating the two countries." Los Angeles Time, May, 18, 2011. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609881250757521346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHAGgnEUhxM/TdpNRm-Gr8I/AAAAAAAAJSw/U-ee6aWa7LE/s320/caravaggio%2Broma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"The French Bashing" rinasce ! Da una settimana in America, la storia DSK riveglia la grande caricattura anti-francese, che vergogna ? Per biancare l'Africa pura Islamista ? Perchè tutto questa fresca, in America ? Ma all'inverso, in Francia l'anti-americanismo è stato di più in più alto, in questo tempo ! Si dice degli Americani cosi puritani : "Heavy hypocrisie"... perchè quest'idee vengono adesso ? Nelle circonstenzie mondiale attuale non c'è a caso, certo ! Il brutto Ebreo contro la pura Islamista ? Il brutto uomo Politico contro la sincera figlia Africana ? Una storia sessuale dopo la morte del terroriste mondiale Islamisto ? Cioè non possiamo niente giudicare dell'instanto ma cercare a pensare conte ... I francesi sono quasi tutti disturbati dalla questa storia che dagli tanta brutta reputazione all'improvviso e pensandosi accusati di tutto, adesso. Certi pazienti lo fanno surgire nelle parole loro !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8615383844188818127?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8615383844188818127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8615383844188818127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/heavy-hypocrisie.html' title='Heavy hypocrisie'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHAGgnEUhxM/TdpNRm-Gr8I/AAAAAAAAJSw/U-ee6aWa7LE/s72-c/caravaggio%2Broma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6521045302019540774</id><published>2011-05-22T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:31:24.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Montagna traditore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dplMEpY4cDw/Tdls3sgyA5I/AAAAAAAAJSQ/KYuQDkLMzRs/s1600/DSCN1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609634514963923858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dplMEpY4cDw/Tdls3sgyA5I/AAAAAAAAJSQ/KYuQDkLMzRs/s200/DSCN1097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dalle &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.lesportesdumercantour.com/Gorges-rouges-cians-daluis-mercantour.html"&gt;Gorges du Cians, &lt;/a&gt;sta mattina siamo saliti sulla montagna rosa fino a mezzogiorno. Poi apprendo la bottiglia di champagne che avevo portata per il mio compleano, abbiamo bene mangiato nell'aria pura ed al sole. Ma ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609637349868983010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2zgCS-ZVno/TdlvctW0UuI/AAAAAAAAJSg/AwRhHFpdaeY/s320/DSCN1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdaqu8nRzww/TdlyIZbwGqI/AAAAAAAAJSo/l16GPSFZ8gA/s1600/DSCN1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609640299458468514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdaqu8nRzww/TdlyIZbwGqI/AAAAAAAAJSo/l16GPSFZ8gA/s320/DSCN1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Per scendere il cammino è stato tanto lungo, facendo un giro in balcone tra la montagna rosa alla stessa altezza, con dei passaggi pericolosi tra i pietri di frama che abbiamo avuto quasi paura di mai rientrare ... La caviglia è stata abbastenza fragilisata quando ero traversando il monte con il piede sinistra verso il monte ed il piede destra verso il val ... Poi il temporale è stato prossimo sopra le nostre teste, poi la pioggia è venuta e la discesa tanta forte che questa quà ha preso più di quattro ore ! La stanchezza sta massima sta sera ... che sono dormendo già scrivendo... perte che non mi vede mai. Sola la tua immaginazione puo vedere il mio pericolo come io immaginando il tuo, stando cosi sorvegliato !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6521045302019540774?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6521045302019540774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6521045302019540774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/montagna-rosa.html' title='Montagna traditore'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dplMEpY4cDw/Tdls3sgyA5I/AAAAAAAAJSQ/KYuQDkLMzRs/s72-c/DSCN1097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2041394915005990864</id><published>2011-05-21T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:07:49.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speranza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rQ2D7NXqmGk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Questa volta penso all'uomo risorto che parlami col suo cuore e la sua sensualità magari, perchè il corpo sta ancora quà, l'anima stando già lassù. Tu non puoi stare quello che starebbe sempre diviso, no ! Mi sembri spesso più complesso e sofferendo anchè di troppo. La mia pazienza potrà di nuovo aspettare senza provocare una rabbia, certo ... Perchè ho bisogno per scrivere di vederne chiaro, ma staro in pace se tu mi riconosci a distenza. Lo vuoi bene ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;... Ho passato la giornata coi miei colleghi del sud a Toulon questa volta, che parlavano del sentimento di eternità ! Adesso non c'è più di connessione senza password riconosciuto, per l'altra scrittura privata, cosi staro a volta nella tua ombra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2041394915005990864?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/2041394915005990864/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=2041394915005990864' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2041394915005990864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2041394915005990864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/speranza.html' title='Speranza'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rQ2D7NXqmGk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2392889298598709379</id><published>2011-05-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:24:17.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentenza</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d4t71mSrx90?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nell'oscurità della notte si possono succedere degli avvenamenti che siano troppo difficili a sopportare perchè la luce non c'è ! Pero per fortuna, non sappiamo quanto tempo durerà questo buio, se no non potremmo guardarlo in fronto ... Come senti questa grande rumore ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2392889298598709379?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2392889298598709379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2392889298598709379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/nuit-pascale.html' title='Sentenza'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d4t71mSrx90/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2024273868538476502</id><published>2011-05-19T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T12:44:11.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L&apos;arrestation de Jésus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio (1602)'/><title type='text'>Sorveglianza alta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"C'est comme ça qu'a commencé l'&lt;a class="l" href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affaire_Dreyfus"&gt;Affaire Dreyfus &lt;/a&gt;".... "tout en n’excluant «aucune hypothèse », dice Jean Pierre Chevènement, l'uomo politico francese, sulla storia bruttissima di questi giorni qui ! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608558043051258626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJ3W3ZbB96k/TdWZ0yI68wI/AAAAAAAAJR4/kTDJdJqXXNs/s320/Caravaggio%252C%2BTakingofchrist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non si sa niente ancora ma soltanto che la giudice sta liberando alle 16 ore, nel tribunale di New York, l'a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ccusato DSK sotto condizioni speciali che non possono essere offerti a tutti, magari ! In fatti bisogna avere 1 milione di dollars e 4 milioni di cauzione per &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fare sorvegliare l'accusato, oooooh ! Bruzzz ..... Che bella giustizia fondata sul denaro prima di tutto, vero ! Dov'è la verità in questo sistemo giudicero ? Pero ci sarebbe un modo di ristituare la presunzione d'innocenza all'accusato e di dare di nuovo un'equilibrio. Poi un processo ? Ci sarebbe capito che in Francia, la giustizia non si compra mai ... Perchè tanta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;differenza ci sta coll'America ? Dove ci fa cosi una denuncia sitematica contro qualcuno senza prova confirmata ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Judas, c'est par un baiser que tu livres le Fils de l'homme ? " (Luc 22, 47-48). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Judas non si capisce, com 'è stato fato questo gesto ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2024273868538476502?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/2024273868538476502/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=2024273868538476502' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2024273868538476502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2024273868538476502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorveglianza-alta.html' title='Sorveglianza alta'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJ3W3ZbB96k/TdWZ0yI68wI/AAAAAAAAJR4/kTDJdJqXXNs/s72-c/Caravaggio%252C%2BTakingofchrist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8240628061337557421</id><published>2011-05-18T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:00:39.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grave accusa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Francia, dove ci sono reuniti gli amici ed i politici che conoscono Quello che sta accusato gravamente, si dice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;«que le respect de la présomption d’innocence, dans cette affaire comme pour toute affaire judiciaire, est une règle d’or» &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; in America, l'uomo sta accusato prima di tutta inchiesta ! Vergogna o provocazione come nei tempi antichi quando ci è stata una prima storia di accusa ...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608163142318183730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OxxOM7XCaU/TdQyqiRQVTI/AAAAAAAAJRo/F1clIFHSFww/s400/CIMG6246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DSK a droit comme tout citoyen à la présomption d'innocence tant que les faits ne sont pas prouvés», affirme la députée du Parti Socialiste du Poitou-Charente, en concluant : «Le moment n'est pas venu de commenter les conséquences sur la vie politique intérieure française ! » &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;«Il faut attendre que les choses se soient décantées et voir si c'est réel ou si c'est une provocation», a déclaré à Reuters Me Léon-Lef Forster, un des avocats français de DSK. «Il ne faut surtout pas rentrer dans un spectacle médiatique et attendre que les choses soient éclaircies»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eppure ci sono dei modi di intervenzione accusatore di cui le media sono parlando dapertutto tanto in tutto il mondo, stando a caccia di parole nuove e di fotografie scandalose ... tanto che la Francia sta veramente umiliata oggi, tra quest'uomo accusato prima di tutto. Si, è vero : ci siamo umiliati ogni volta che sta un'accusa cosi, senza ancora di verificazione !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8240628061337557421?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8240628061337557421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8240628061337557421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/grave-accusa.html' title='Grave accusa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OxxOM7XCaU/TdQyqiRQVTI/AAAAAAAAJRo/F1clIFHSFww/s72-c/CIMG6246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-280906873580568351</id><published>2011-05-17T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:24:13.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandalo politico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Un uomo esce di una bagno nudo e aggrede una donna domestiche ... primo nella camera, secondo nel bagno !" &lt;a class="l" href="http://economicsnewspaper.com/policy/french/dsk-accused-of-sexual-assault-in-new-york-25216.html"&gt;DSK accused of sexual assault in New York? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come si puo arrestare quest'uomo chi sta partendo dal Palazzo Sofitel dall'aereo verso la Francia ? Come si puo pensare che la donna sta sincera solamente sul suo primo discorso, senza inchiesta prealabile ? Come dare una credibilità a questa storia ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Eppure è vero: 36 ore di arresto dell'uomo politico che deve assumare la responsabilità della più grande organisazione moneteria internazionale e poteva divenire presidente. Una storia politica, certo ?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607714583682310306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6lNhLaSYt0/TdKas_IpYKI/AAAAAAAAJRI/zoahYZtbGMQ/s320/bonnard%2B9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tutto questo quà perchè ci sta in USA ! Il migliore paese del mondo per la sua securità ? Il migliore paese del mondo per la sua moralità ? Il migliore paese del mondo che fa giustizia ? Che vergogna questi processi per un caso o un'altro che umilia la gente prima di conoscere la verità ! Che vergogna di stare cosi veloce sulla sola parole di qualcuno ! Ma capisco infine questa minaccia di quello che voleva chiamare la polizia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Adesso non posso più entrare nel mio blog privato perchè il mio password non risponde più ! Tutte le mie video sono partite in un giorno, ma ho comminciato a farle venire di nuovo ! Quindi ho trovato un musicista sul net che composa da un mese, all'improviso. Ma per quale tempo potrei ascoltare questi pezzi di piano che mi piacciono ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-280906873580568351?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/280906873580568351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/280906873580568351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/scandalo.html' title='Scandalo politico'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6lNhLaSYt0/TdKas_IpYKI/AAAAAAAAJRI/zoahYZtbGMQ/s72-c/bonnard%2B9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6535466473244617981</id><published>2011-05-15T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:37:41.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All'improvviso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCO8eUu8i0c/Tc-ap2tPKBI/AAAAAAAAJQw/5JsejdVof80/s1600/CIMG5960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606870104950122514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCO8eUu8i0c/Tc-ap2tPKBI/AAAAAAAAJQw/5JsejdVof80/s320/CIMG5960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Una fontana d'acqua viva dove si raggiunge la gente giovane per amare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606908953601455954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-mnjLVKO8A/Tc-9_JNfN1I/AAAAAAAAJRA/4ixMJmhkEns/s320/CIMG5965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hP9wusx7xQ/Tc-b1atjt8I/AAAAAAAAJQ4/7iAxRSEKnRQ/s1600/CIMG5963.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606871403105335234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hP9wusx7xQ/Tc-b1atjt8I/AAAAAAAAJQ4/7iAxRSEKnRQ/s320/CIMG5963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma più niente nella folla, niente alla terrazza, niente sulla piazza, non c'è più che ombre che &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;camminando, sono divenute fantome della mia vita. Morte lenta o vivante sorgente ancora presente ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/iKy4w7XxDYM"&gt;http://youtu.be/iKy4w7XxDYM&lt;/a&gt; /&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/LpZGaPXx5NM"&gt;http://youtu.be/LpZGaPXx5NM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6535466473244617981?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6535466473244617981/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6535466473244617981' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6535466473244617981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6535466473244617981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/allimprovisto.html' title='All&apos;improvviso'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCO8eUu8i0c/Tc-ap2tPKBI/AAAAAAAAJQw/5JsejdVof80/s72-c/CIMG5960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8071854150201308037</id><published>2011-05-14T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T02:49:07.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traccia ritrovata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tt1t3PpA3GA/Tc74tgKr98I/AAAAAAAAJQg/P8_oh2y5xr8/s1600/CIMG2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606692046735407042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tt1t3PpA3GA/Tc74tgKr98I/AAAAAAAAJQg/P8_oh2y5xr8/s320/CIMG2411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Da questo bel tempo di nuovo ci puo pensare come prima quando ci aspettiamo con tante speranza, pero cosi pocco magari ! Come si puo essere cosi prossimo e nel stesso tempo cosi lontano. Non mi hai amato per rinunciarne cosi ... ma soltanto che una traccia ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puodarsi che questa quà riviene all'improviso quando ne penseri più !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8071854150201308037?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/8071854150201308037/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=8071854150201308037' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8071854150201308037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8071854150201308037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/traccia-ritrovata.html' title='Traccia ritrovata'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tt1t3PpA3GA/Tc74tgKr98I/AAAAAAAAJQg/P8_oh2y5xr8/s72-c/CIMG2411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3193603654938897231</id><published>2011-05-12T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:31:15.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tremore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La pioggia sta venendo di nuovo dal cielo scuro per qualchi giorni senza mare ne camminata ... perchè viaggiare stando necessario sta sera, la mano destra ancora sensitiva dal mattino ci sentiamo niente di buono da scrivere, i ricordi stando i stessi, i sogni tanti poveri ... che sola questa storia passata di Verone, fa un poco rissurgire della vita dove è stata uscisa da un momento !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgSZ2valyP8/TcvVZFst_KI/AAAAAAAAJQI/5w9UgfAQPYU/s1600/-Romeo_and_juliet_brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605808788195900578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgSZ2valyP8/TcvVZFst_KI/AAAAAAAAJQI/5w9UgfAQPYU/s320/-Romeo_and_juliet_brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Attenti di quale momento sarà fato domani, se tu distruggi la realtà per la fizione, il buono per il brutto. Come stai divenendo quà col vento forte che soffia ancora ma che non ci &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;fa più paura ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3193603654938897231?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3193603654938897231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3193603654938897231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/tremore.html' title='Tremore'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgSZ2valyP8/TcvVZFst_KI/AAAAAAAAJQI/5w9UgfAQPYU/s72-c/-Romeo_and_juliet_brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-3067374394603376010</id><published>2011-05-10T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:36:07.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acqua eterna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcankCu8sJ0/TcmiINalABI/AAAAAAAAJP4/-mfME0ILQyA/s1600/CIMG6076.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605189473163083794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcankCu8sJ0/TcmiINalABI/AAAAAAAAJP4/-mfME0ILQyA/s320/CIMG6076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lunedi, martedi, venerdi, sabato per due ore del mezzogiorno, possiamo andare nell'acqua, immergerci nella freschezza dei 16° poi 17° ed in fine oggi 18° del bagno ritrovato. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Come un pesce che si torna presto sul dorso perchè ci sta meglio per i bracchi di nuotare cosi e di fare coi piedi questo movimento battente e muscolare le caviglie ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605187925296047362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x2ZeZ9n6WxM/TcmguHKUZQI/AAAAAAAAJPw/9oSa4Kl8PuA/s320/CIMG6103.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Poi il giovedi sera comminciamo da remare di nuovo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yde8SSe9Mk/TcmjQsL7SkI/AAAAAAAAJQA/VaBQ2C1vRlA/s1600/CIMG6106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605190718373710402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yde8SSe9Mk/TcmjQsL7SkI/AAAAAAAAJQA/VaBQ2C1vRlA/s320/CIMG6106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Quindi nell'acqua si mescolano anchè le lacrime quando vengono, pensando troppo alla lontananza. Dove sei passato adesso dopo tanti giorni brutti ? Ritornato oggi a casa lontana col melancolico ricordo del mio passaggio di cui non volevi ? Non mi rispondi mai, come se parlavo nel vuoto totale, all'orizonte del mare ! Pero ci siamo ancora visti magari ma persi ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-3067374394603376010?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3067374394603376010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/3067374394603376010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/acqua-eterna.html' title='Acqua eterna'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcankCu8sJ0/TcmiINalABI/AAAAAAAAJP4/-mfME0ILQyA/s72-c/CIMG6076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6956896683782963184</id><published>2011-05-09T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T03:05:32.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy breast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da mezzogiorno, il biologo ha dato il risultato dell'esame "tessuto mammore tanto sano" ... per felicità ! Ma ero tanta arrabiata di avere per la quarta volta in sei mesi, un esame dei seni a causa della paura della giovane radiologa che troveva un segno di più ogni volta, benchè non mi ha mai dato la parola ne ascoltata. Eppure sapevo che il seno poteva reagire agli avvenimenti dei mesi di novembre e dicembre, cosi confusionanti, cioè avevo abbastanza poco fiducia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605026301727303026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvFaAlcq0M0/TckNuYctZXI/AAAAAAAAJPo/O7NXwmzb4Do/s320/renoir_gbaigneuses_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E poi, da qualche giorni era prohibito il bagno, non potevo più nuotare a causa dell'intervenzione che ha provocato una febbre ... Eppure prima, avevo ricomminciato i bagni in mare fresca. Oggi ho potuto nuotare di nuovo in tutta libertà, senza timore e col sentimento che non ci starebbe di malattia tanto che il corpo mio potrà amare e piacermi, magari. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6956896683782963184?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6956896683782963184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6956896683782963184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/healthy-breast.html' title='Healthy breast'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvFaAlcq0M0/TckNuYctZXI/AAAAAAAAJPo/O7NXwmzb4Do/s72-c/renoir_gbaigneuses_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-6163164565278409161</id><published>2011-05-08T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:08:51.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antica neve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlER1cyG41E/TceRKuE3JpI/AAAAAAAAJOo/jZtVuHLphPs/s1600/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604607874639013522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlER1cyG41E/TceRKuE3JpI/AAAAAAAAJOo/jZtVuHLphPs/s320/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nel colle d'Andrion non c'è nessuno alla nove ... soltanto la frecchezza del mattino levandosi. Sole timido e vecchia neve per salire al monte Tournairet (2086m) - Circuit de &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.randoxygene.org/pge/rando_pe/affiche_rando.php?rando=43&amp;amp;rubrique=1&amp;amp;zone=1"&gt;la Vésubie ...&lt;/a&gt; sta domenica di maggio !&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dg_nIlwQ1FM/TccETzGa1jI/AAAAAAAAJOY/lXZJyBNvB74/s1600/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604452999467030066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dg_nIlwQ1FM/TccETzGa1jI/AAAAAAAAJOY/lXZJyBNvB74/s320/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CK-GrAUQbBM/TceUBoZecuI/AAAAAAAAJO4/anNHVrguoDc/s1600/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604611017030922978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CK-GrAUQbBM/TceUBoZecuI/AAAAAAAAJO4/anNHVrguoDc/s320/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Troppo di denivello camminando sulla neve dove i piedi lasciano una traccia profanda che non si cancella più ... perchè non cade più la neve, oggi ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ormai è finito l'inverno, eppure ci sono ancora dei momenti come questi giorni dove la neve cade senza stare sul pavimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604454046032354178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t34Ftcbeswo/TccFQt3CW4I/AAAAAAAAJOg/bVNkM_rgG6k/s320/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All'orrizonte blue si vede bene la catena del Mercantour, con la cima del Diavolo che non si perde più e non si dimentica mai ... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnIv8cyAt7U/TccDWP0D_KI/AAAAAAAAJOI/ziXpxuztkbA/s1600/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604451942022773922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnIv8cyAt7U/TccDWP0D_KI/AAAAAAAAJOI/ziXpxuztkbA/s320/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-ZEw1_2Oho/TceR7pY5d8I/AAAAAAAAJOw/nlLD3hCtHPE/s1600/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604608715194464194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-ZEw1_2Oho/TceR7pY5d8I/AAAAAAAAJOw/nlLD3hCtHPE/s200/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sotto i fogli che rivengono, ci puo pensare forse all'acqua di amore risorgendo sempre per andare verso la calore dell'estate ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Senza fatica scendiamo tutto il monte ma lo sforzo sta di condurre 19 km sulla stretta strada scoscesa che fami paura tanto chete, fino &lt;a class="l" href="http://www.provenceweb.fr/f/alpmarit/latour/latour.htm"&gt;La Tour sur Tinée&lt;/a&gt;, bellissimo ed anticchissimo villaggio della regione. Sopratutto a conoscere un giorno, magari .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-6163164565278409161?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/6163164565278409161/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=6163164565278409161' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6163164565278409161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/6163164565278409161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/antica-neve.html' title='Antica neve'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlER1cyG41E/TceRKuE3JpI/AAAAAAAAJOo/jZtVuHLphPs/s72-c/Granges%2Bde%2Bla%2BBrasque%2B038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7935033033773513762</id><published>2011-05-07T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T14:38:21.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TnawVzUFwHs/TcUX7SbdK3I/AAAAAAAAJNw/fu8QvBHrN18/s1600/Avril%2B2011%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603911618659167090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TnawVzUFwHs/TcUX7SbdK3I/AAAAAAAAJNw/fu8QvBHrN18/s320/Avril%2B2011%2B014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Sta sempre quà nell'ombra del muro ma nella luce che esce subito quando si voglie ... per rivederlo, quest'uomo dell'eternità ! Lo vedeva già nell'anno 1910 il migliore visitatore della Città Eterna. Anchio me ne ricordo ancora, per felicità. Sono come lui, meravigliata quando lo vedo cosi saggio, cosi alto, cosi generoso ... tanto che la pace esce dal muro per tutto il giorno ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7935033033773513762?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7935033033773513762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7935033033773513762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/hopful.html' title='Hopful'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TnawVzUFwHs/TcUX7SbdK3I/AAAAAAAAJNw/fu8QvBHrN18/s72-c/Avril%2B2011%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-5457850075411843914</id><published>2011-05-06T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:49:36.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seno ferito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La mia anima e stata tanta perturbata dalla morte del cantatore che non potevo niente scrivere da qualche giorni. Perchè ? "Aveva già ricevuto delle minaccie dal 30 novembre 2008, cosi aveva pensato che ci sarebbe un qualcuno uomo di provincia che sorvegliandoli, non voleva che entri nel suo blog. Poi il cantatore era andato passeggiarsi nella città ma non pensava che lo stesso uomo non voglia vederlo prossimo a casa sua. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Rq8Tsj-Cc/TcGp-J-KVHI/AAAAAAAAJMo/8HcROuiNxRc/s1600/_eros%2Bet%2Bthanathos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602946296719234162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Rq8Tsj-Cc/TcGp-J-KVHI/AAAAAAAAJMo/8HcROuiNxRc/s320/_eros%2Bet%2Bthanathos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quindi era stato il 13 giugno 2009 avertito che la polizia sarebbe quà se passa. Ancora una volta aveva ricevuto il 31 augusto 2009, la stessa minaccia dicendo che non doveva mai passare prossimo se no ci sarebbe stata la forza. Eppure non pensava che tutto cio sarebbe veramente atto ! Due anni dopo sempre lo stesso uomo agresseli davanti la panetteria e gli da un colpo fatale !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corriere della Sera, 23.04.11. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Da dieci giorni ho conosciuto l'esame del seno destro che dovevo fare sorvegliare. Ieri ho ricevuto dodici colpi nel seno per prelevare delle cellule e farle esaminare dal biologo, fino a lunedi prossimo. L'ansia sta di nuovo quà, un pocchino. Ma la tua presenza e stata tanta differente in fronto da me che non potevo sostenerla in piedi. Tanta tristezza sta venando ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-5457850075411843914?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/5457850075411843914/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=5457850075411843914' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5457850075411843914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/5457850075411843914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/05/seno-ferito.html' title='Seno ferito'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5Rq8Tsj-Cc/TcGp-J-KVHI/AAAAAAAAJMo/8HcROuiNxRc/s72-c/_eros%2Bet%2Bthanathos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2218139800092797836</id><published>2011-04-22T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T13:16:06.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrore strana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sta sera siamo nella disgrazia di avertivi: paoloconte e stato uciso sulla strada come nessuno l'avrebbe pensato dal suo migliore amico, passione si dice già. Mai l'avremo immaginato, terrore dell'uomo, pulsione di morte progetta fuori ? Cosa ne pensare ? Era sul punto di abbandonare la poezia ma qualcuno stava urlando "chiamate la polizia, sta morto forse ?" Ecco il Venerdi Santo della Settimana Santa che volevamo tanto sentire, vedere per la prima volta nella Città quà. un sogno da tanti anni ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2218139800092797836?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2218139800092797836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2218139800092797836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/terrore-strana.html' title='Terrore strana'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-4477273755402573308</id><published>2011-04-21T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:47:54.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viaggio insolito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-XDPvDnzHo/TbBm0btEd1I/AAAAAAAAJJo/vjolJdTnb54/s1600/Gr%25C3%25A8ce-santorin-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598087387797550930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-XDPvDnzHo/TbBm0btEd1I/AAAAAAAAJJo/vjolJdTnb54/s200/Gr%25C3%25A8ce-santorin-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dove sei passato ? Al mare con lo sforzo di uscire per vedere il blue dell'acqua come il blue del cielo ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sul tetto della casa ci sarebbe una tavola ed un gran letto per dormire fuori senza paura, soltanto una notte. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNeD9XyG4CM/TbBmSI7XDdI/AAAAAAAAJJg/2ETTTlQEFvg/s1600/Gr%25C3%25A8ce-santorin-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598086798641663442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNeD9XyG4CM/TbBmSI7XDdI/AAAAAAAAJJg/2ETTTlQEFvg/s320/Gr%25C3%25A8ce-santorin-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Si puo aspettare ancora qualche ore e ci vedremo forse quale giro hai fatto colla macchina mentre l'aereo sta volando sopra di te fino al punto dove stai arrivato ! Adesso non sto partita perchè aveva cambiato di orario, magari ... e nel cielo non c'era posto per me. Difficile realtà che la vita immaginaria. Pero ci sono dei momenti dove dobbiamo credere al migliore della vita cioe all'incontra inconosciuta da noi, magari !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-4477273755402573308?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/4477273755402573308/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=4477273755402573308' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4477273755402573308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/4477273755402573308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/viaggio-insolito.html' title='Viaggio insolito'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-XDPvDnzHo/TbBm0btEd1I/AAAAAAAAJJo/vjolJdTnb54/s72-c/Gr%25C3%25A8ce-santorin-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-2557024194464702590</id><published>2011-04-18T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:50:35.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paese soleggiato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ieri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Bhl26jNLvlU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;ancora c'era il paesaggio desertico del monte Brune che facevaci pensare alla strada che va lontano lungo la costa fino a te ... ma niente all'orizonte veneva benchè i nubi parlevano tra loro forse ! Oggi ho trovato infine la prenotazione del congresso a fermare per l'estate a Mexico, un'angoscia all'orizzonte perchè bisognerà ancora percorrere del cammino, non sai tu quanto lavoro deve svilupparsi colla traduzione di più. Felice tu sei chi parla cosi bene la lingua universale !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-2557024194464702590?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2557024194464702590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/2557024194464702590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/paese-soleggiato.html' title='Paese soleggiato'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Bhl26jNLvlU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-8053937566455313212</id><published>2011-04-11T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:11:45.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coro di primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_Yib1HdrkxA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dove sono passate ... le mie trasmissione ? Povera storia di connessione stranea che un coro non puo cancellare, magari. Da sta mattina sono ancora andata in aereo. Forse le video sono state nel cielo, conte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-8053937566455313212?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/8053937566455313212/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=8053937566455313212' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8053937566455313212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/8053937566455313212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/coro-di-primavera_12.html' title='Coro di primavera'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_Yib1HdrkxA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7377916591156635708</id><published>2011-04-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:52:46.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicità incosciente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ho preso il posto di mama &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593710104039138114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm26LeyHW_8/TaDZs-_EI0I/AAAAAAAAJJQ/9NwvpA_9k_o/s200/07-04-2011%2B035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cosi il posto sta più attrativo, più bello tra tutti, grandissimo per noi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5vdTi34WdTo/TaDYYV-5UVI/AAAAAAAAJJI/_2gOq5srDdI/s1600/07-04-2011%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593708649923563858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5vdTi34WdTo/TaDYYV-5UVI/AAAAAAAAJJI/_2gOq5srDdI/s200/07-04-2011%2B037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ma quindi ci sono delle cose troppo passionante per stare solo sul posto ... l'altro non puo evitarlo, ci sta desiderabile tanto che ci siamo due allora sul posto adesso ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwBgqhnnWKc/TaDX499jJeI/AAAAAAAAJJA/42w7YoHsR30/s1600/07-04-2011%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593708110899520994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwBgqhnnWKc/TaDX499jJeI/AAAAAAAAJJA/42w7YoHsR30/s200/07-04-2011%2B038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eppure bisogna cacciarlo presto già c'è troppo tempo che l'ha, mio amico il fratello ... Come stare due sul stesso ... su lo stesso luogo, lo stesso tempo e la stessa piccola poltrona ? Niente da fare, lo voglio , vai, vai ! Cosi esplode la complicità incosciente all'inizio della competizione cosciente. Tra gli uomini forse nella città ma anchè tra le donne forse che chiedono forte l'egalità tra i sessi o tra loro &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;? &lt;em&gt;Brava gente !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7377916591156635708?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7377916591156635708/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7377916591156635708' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7377916591156635708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7377916591156635708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/complicita-incosciente.html' title='Complicità incosciente'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm26LeyHW_8/TaDZs-_EI0I/AAAAAAAAJJQ/9NwvpA_9k_o/s72-c/07-04-2011%2B035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-1731446704657245605</id><published>2011-04-06T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:28:22.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Altezza giovanile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N929bQOheKQ/TZzoazhzTqI/AAAAAAAAJGw/JvSNwL8a5ZQ/s1600/CIMG6176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592600384493538978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N929bQOheKQ/TZzoazhzTqI/AAAAAAAAJGw/JvSNwL8a5ZQ/s320/CIMG6176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sempre nella stessa città in Bretagne .. fa questo bel tempo che ci crediamo nell'estate già, è una sorpresa per tutti .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592599977481264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3YE7IitIubw/TZzoDHSg3wI/AAAAAAAAJGo/QFbzeo0_a9o/s320/CIMG6178.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHd7bR3z2Vs/TZzo2WWGpWI/AAAAAAAAJG4/eR5p3uoO4o8/s1600/CIMG6180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592600857696183650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHd7bR3z2Vs/TZzo2WWGpWI/AAAAAAAAJG4/eR5p3uoO4o8/s320/CIMG6180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La primavera sta a casa loro. Cosi i bimbi possono guardare dapertutto ... ma i fioretti sono il migliore regalo e l'erba il migliore pavimento. E la conessione è stata cambiata dall"Internet everywhere" ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Buonna giornata amici ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHd7bR3z2Vs/TZzo2WWGpWI/AAAAAAAAJG4/eR5p3uoO4o8/s1600/CIMG6180.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-1731446704657245605?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1731446704657245605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/1731446704657245605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/altezza-giovanile.html' title='Altezza giovanile'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N929bQOheKQ/TZzoazhzTqI/AAAAAAAAJGw/JvSNwL8a5ZQ/s72-c/CIMG6176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-9046334392273842047</id><published>2011-04-03T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:54:07.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vita gioiosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfom8b253t0/TZo-YjIjJSI/AAAAAAAAJGg/IQUbH9tLb_Y/s1600/CIMG6163.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591850478802773282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfom8b253t0/TZo-YjIjJSI/AAAAAAAAJGg/IQUbH9tLb_Y/s200/CIMG6163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Le giornate sono lunghe e le notte corte ... perchè i bmbi si svegliano dal mattino presto sopratutto quello che canta cosi bene. E poi siamo svegliati in mezzo di notte&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx7csip3jIs/TZo6VcEtCUI/AAAAAAAAJGI/GT1YLvGEZ_Q/s1600/CIMG6170.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591846027321477442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jx7csip3jIs/TZo6VcEtCUI/AAAAAAAAJGI/GT1YLvGEZ_Q/s320/CIMG6170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All'improviso senza potere fermare questo canto ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ohh... uuhhh.... hi &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591843625358855730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---PeTlu_LcU/TZo4JoEMDjI/AAAAAAAAJF4/Tr74KV8buBc/s320/CIMG6156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ufkz2sgkg/TZo5jxoW9jI/AAAAAAAAJGA/X4wEdxItM8s/s1600/CIMG6148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591845174114711090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ufkz2sgkg/TZo5jxoW9jI/AAAAAAAAJGA/X4wEdxItM8s/s320/CIMG6148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ufkz2sgkg/TZo5jxoW9jI/AAAAAAAAJGA/X4wEdxItM8s/s1600/CIMG6148.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ufkz2sgkg/TZo5jxoW9jI/AAAAAAAAJGA/X4wEdxItM8s/s1600/CIMG6148.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Benchè non c'era più di connessione sta sera per chiamarti !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-9046334392273842047?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/9046334392273842047/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=9046334392273842047' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9046334392273842047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/9046334392273842047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/04/vitta-gioiasa.html' title='Vita gioiosa'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfom8b253t0/TZo-YjIjJSI/AAAAAAAAJGg/IQUbH9tLb_Y/s72-c/CIMG6163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480161694435512645.post-7405838108039233900</id><published>2011-03-27T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:37:10.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canto di mattino</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x-o0upp_mTQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480161694435512645-7405838108039233900?l=pietramadreperla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/feeds/7405838108039233900/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480161694435512645&amp;postID=7405838108039233900' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7405838108039233900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480161694435512645/posts/default/7405838108039233900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pietramadreperla.blogspot.com/2011/07/canto-di-mattino.html' title='Canto di mattino'/><author><name>alba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17885558319923649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjP3973eIsk/Tu_HDv6GPDI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/gTmu1VBbybM/s220/shadow.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x-o0upp_mTQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
