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quarta-feira, 26 de junho de 2013

Storks and Spring

 
 
Storks are fertility symbols and are associated with springtime and birth. Children throughout Europe and America are taught that the stork delivers newborns to their mothers. In some areas, it is thought that the stork can cause a woman to become pregnant merely by looking at her.
It was believed that the souls of unborn children lived in watery areas such as marshes, wells, springs, and ponds. Since storks frequented such areas, they were thought to fetch the babies' souls and deliver them to their parents. In Germany, storks found human infants called "stork-children" dwelling in caves hidden in rocky steeps called "Adeborsteine" or "stork-stones," and carried them to their expectant parents. Children who wanted a baby brother or sister were encouraged to sing their desires to the stork. Naughty little boys were carried in the bird's bill while nice ones rode upon its back.
Its migratory habits made it an emblem of the traveler. Along with other migratory birds, storks were biblical symbols of sensible backsliders who knew when to return to the straight and narrow. In the lands they departed from, storks were believed to become people and dwell as humans when they arrived at their winter destinations. It was thought that they cried human tears when hurt or saddened.
Storks are commonly believed to bring good fortune. In Germany, they were known as "Adebar" which means "luck-bringer." In the Netherlands, a stork nesting on one's roof is welcomed as a good omen, but in Morocco it is a sign that the house will be abandoned by its occupants. To kill a stork will cause one to have bad luck. The arrival of clean, white storks in the spring heralds a good summer but dirty storks are portents of a bad year. Storks, hurriedly abandoning their nests, are omens of great misfortune, pestilence, and war.
Because they are rumored to feed their elderly parents, storks are a symbol of filial piety or gratitude. They are emblems of immortality and longevity. Legend says they live an incredibly long time. When they are 600 years old they stop eating solid food and at 2000 years of age they turn black and keep on living.
 


terça-feira, 4 de junho de 2013

Babies

 
 
 
 

 
"If having a soul means
being able to feel love
and loyalty
and gratitude,
then animals are better off
than a ot of humans!" :)
 
 

sexta-feira, 17 de maio de 2013

Rana Iberica

 
 
 
 
 
Any glimpse into the life
of an animal quickens our own and
makes it so much the larger and better in every way
(John Muir)
 
 

sexta-feira, 10 de maio de 2013

Rescue..

 
 
Rescued baby snake
 
 
"The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. If you foolishly ignore beauty, you will soon find yourself without it. Your life will be impoverished. But if you invest in beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life."

sexta-feira, 25 de janeiro de 2013

My dogs, my friends





"Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole."









"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion."

terça-feira, 31 de julho de 2012

Black, my Wolf

Black is a three month's old puppy, found two weeks ago during my mountain holidays in Serra da Estrela, Portugal.

He and his 18 brothers and sisters were found inside a cave close to my mountain cottage. Probably from two different litters, some of them were already a couple of months and others just one or two weeks, they were all abandoned starving to death.

Although we already have a large dog and a cat, we had to rescue at least one of them so we chose this small but wild "wolf". A friend kept another one and the rest... well... the police took care of them.

Meet Black ... :)









sexta-feira, 15 de junho de 2012

I'm a goatling!!


I am a newborn baby and just got to this world at Lameiras's Place - Serra da Estrela - Portugal


Am I not a beauty??


That's my Mum!!!


She's doing some cleanning up..


... and here I am, still durty, but feeling safe and happy... at my friend's lap.


Have a GREAT WEEKEND !


terça-feira, 29 de maio de 2012




Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths. ~Etty Hillesum

quarta-feira, 16 de maio de 2012

quinta-feira, 3 de maio de 2012

Donkey



Burro de Miranda or Burro do Planalto Mirandês,

This autochthonous donkey breed is located in North-Eastern Portugal, in the neighbouring area to the Spanish Zamorano-Leones donkey breed.

The donkeys are predominantly used as draught animals in agriculture and as pack animals in tourism. This population is most endangered because almost only old people keep this breed.



quinta-feira, 26 de abril de 2012

Living...



...  with animals can be a wonderful experience, especially if we choose to learn the valuable lessons animals teach through their natural enthusiasm, grace, resourcefulness, affection and forgiveness.
 - Richard H. Pitcairn, Veterinarian


sexta-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2012

The LUCKY cat

Lucky







Lots of people talk to animals.... Not many listen, though.... That's the problem.
Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh


quarta-feira, 15 de fevereiro de 2012

Animals


"Until one has loved an animal,  a part of one's soul remains unawakened."
 ~ Anatole France

sexta-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2012

Special moments

The heat was tremendous
so I had to go for a bath...! :)




Moments of complete happiness!
These are my moments, and.. sometimes (very few)... I'm on the other end of the camera.

Time spent with animals, beasts like this one, are absolutely unique.
They don't deceive or betray us, they do not know envy, jealousy or hate.

They are Special! :)



by: Jorge Vassalo
 

by : Jorge Vassalo



by  : Jorge Vassalo


by : Jorge Vassalo


by : Jorge Vassalo




by : Sérgio Rosa

(Luang Prabang - Laos)


Have a great WEEKEND!

quarta-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2012

Chiita

Chiita - 1,5 m comprim. - 3 anos

"Quando o homem aprender a respeitar até o menor ser da criação, seja animal ou vegetal,
ninguém precisará ensiná-lo a amar seu semelhante.
Albert Schwweitzer (Nobel da Paz - 1952)"

 

terça-feira, 8 de novembro de 2011

A beautiful big adventure


I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure.
 It's all a question of how I view my life. And life, for itself is already a big adventure.
A beautiful big adventure.. :)

 

quinta-feira, 20 de outubro de 2011

Estrela do Mar


Numa noite em que o céu tinha um brilho mais forte
E em que o sono parecia disposto a não vir
Fui estender-me na praia sozinho ao relento
E ali longe do tempo acabei por dormir

Acordei com o toque suave de um beijo
E uma cara sardenta encheu-me o olhar
Ainda meio a sonhar perguntei-lhe quem era
Ela riu-se e disse baixinho: estrela do mar

Sou a estrela do mar
Só ele obedeço, só ele me conhece
Só ele sabe quem sou no principio e no fim
Só a ele sou fiel e é ele quem me protege
Quando alguém quer à força
Ser dono de mim

Não se era maior o desejo ou o espanto
Mas sei que por instantes deixei de pensar
Uma chama invisível incendiou-me o peito
Qualquer coisa impossível fez-me acreditar

Em silêncio trocámos segredos e abraços
Inscrevemos no espaço um novo alfabeto
Já passaram mil anos sobre o nosso encontro
Mas mil anos são poucos ou nada para a estrela do mar


terça-feira, 18 de outubro de 2011

Momentos


"Há momentos nos quais,
seja qual for a posição do corpo,
a alma está de joelhos."

Victor Hugo

quinta-feira, 29 de setembro de 2011

Lobo solitário



Esta noite, pela madrugada
Ouvi uma melodia encantada,
Da chorosa guitarra de um trovador.
Foi cantando em sentidas quadras,
Repletas de palavras magoadas
A história de um caso de amor.

Segundo a lenda rezava,
Um pobre lobo solitário
Vivia o mais triste dos fados.

Apaixonou-se pela lua,
Sonhava-a como se fosse sua
E tinha o coração em pedaços.
Correndo à noite pelos montes,
Todos os ribeiros e fontes,
Na esperança de poder tocar-lhe.
Tal era o amor que sentia,
Que mal via raiar o dia
Na sua toca se refugiava.

E quando a noite chegava,
Para a sua amada, ele corria.
Perdido na sua doce loucura,
Cansado de tanto tentar,
Percebeu que à sua bela Lua
Jamais se poderia juntar...

Perdido no seu desespero,
Sentindo apenas a dor,
De não ter seu grande amor,
Ficou-se no monte a chorar...

No uivar rouco trazia os gemidos,
E os versos mais sofridos
De um coração magoado.
Seus lamentos de tão sentidos,
Tão intensamente vividos,
Giraram o mundo inteiro.

E tanto descontentamento,
Tocou bem fundo na alma
De todos os seus companheiros.

Desde então que pelos montes
Não mais teve fim, este legado:
Os lobos seguem uivando à lua,
Como que esconjurando o calvário
De um amor desafortunado...
A história do lobo solitário.

(Paula Correia)