tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51200205062424602582024-02-20T10:33:08.427+00:00if... made with loveInês Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08260649207350235189noreply@blogger.comBlogger149125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120020506242460258.post-51731459957958514272013-06-15T02:45:00.000+01:002013-06-15T02:52:16.378+01:00Here I amFor some weird reason all I can focus in my head right now is Bryan Adams's voice. Maybe I should change the title of this post...<br />
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It's been long since the last time I've been here. (Has it really been more than a year?!) I mean, really here, not those times I wandered around, reading old messages, looking at the pictures... I could say a lot about what's been going on, maybe one day I will, or maybe I won't, I don't know. Right now I just feel like coming back to this home and start over. Some how it feels right, and one should only do what feels right, no? I guess so.<br />
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So here I am. Feels good to be here. Did some some cleaning and redecorating around the place, and it feels like a fresh start. I will not make promises of any kind. I will just be. Here. For as long as it feels right. Hope there's someone out there to hear me out.
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What changed? Nothing really. The sun will continue to come up and go down just the same, and that's ok, as long as I don't let it come down on me (what's with me today and lame music references?). Even when it feels hard, we always need some light in our hearts and that's exactly what I need right now. Beautiful, warm and comforting sunlight!
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Hello everyone! How are you all doing? I'm ok, in case you're wondering. (thank you for thinking about me!)<br />
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So... I planned lots of things for the Easter days but ended up doing none. Oh well, what's new? Hum... oh, I got the flu, that wasn't planned at all! So I guess I can say there were some new things happening, like coughing, sneezing and headaches...<br />
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One thing I had on my plans was to share my pictures for La Vuelta al Mundo, which I totally blew. March's theme was YELLOW, such a happy color, right? So, here they are, anyway.
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When we decided to start our honeymoon on a cruise ship we knew that it would allow us to go to a lot of diferent places, but we would not have much time to spend in each one. We stayed at Kusadasi no more than 8h, but it was enough for us to love it! Well, you see... there were Turkish baths followed by massage, cold drinks while sitting on cushions under olive trees...<br />
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There where sunny terraces facing the sea, and real beer, yes real beer! As oposed to that weird spanish thing they gave us on boat, this one tasted like angels drink! And look, how happy we looked just to have a ice cold beer on a hot summer day!<br />
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There were delicious turkish snacks, one I even learned to make at home, and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turkish_delight">turkish delight</a>s in all kinds of flavours! We only tasted a few, for our health's sake, but I can say coconut and pistachio were really yummy. Oh, and there were roasted corn cobs sold on the streets.<br />
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There were charming street markets, and warm kind people, and rug stores, everywhere, and beaches and castels and bird houses! Believe me, we would gladly stay longer, even if just to touch the sand with our feet, and lay on that blue ocean we only got to look at.<br />
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So, Spring is here. Did I mention I love the seasons change? I love them all, each one on it's proper time, but I'm most definitely a warm weather kind of person. What can I say? Sun light makes people happy! So, makes sense that I share with you music that makes me happy.<br />
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For some reason <a class="text" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Achinoam_Nini" target="_blank">Noa</a>'s music always feels like spring to me. It's joyful and bright and almost looks like her songs have colors. Cheerful colors. The way she sings in her Israeli accent... Oh, and her whistle really looks like the chirping of a bird!<br />
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I was part of the cast of a musical show for 3 years, it was a fantastic experience with special people. The worst part always was dismantling everything on the stage after the performances, but it was nevertheless the funniest, because we were relaxed, all stress gone. The sound sistem was always the last to go down, so that we could have music as we worked. That's how I heard Noa the first time. That record did many shows with us and all those memories come to mind when I hear it.<br />
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I can only say that her music is pure beauty, specially this album produced by the great Pat Metheny. And, now that I've shared with you a bit more of the soundtrack of my life, I invite you to make a pause to play it! As usual I give you a live performance, well two, as there are two songs for you to listen. Make a pause, it's worth it! And a good Spring to you all!<br />
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I woke up today feeling a bit nostalgic. Don't you have that sometimes? Well, I do.<br />
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For some reason this song came to my mind. Moonlight shadow. If like me you grew up between the eighties and the nineties, you'll remember this one. This is the kind of song that brings me back good childhood memories. I like to call it a good mood song, (although the lyrics aren't that happy, but we were kids, english words meant nothing back then) I can't help but smile and feel chills inside when listening.<br />
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I guess some of you might be wondering what happened to my <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/search/label/New%20Year%27s%20resolutions" target="_blank">New Year's resolutions</a>. The answer is... Well, honestly, there's no proper answer I can give you, unless... I've been sinking in the midst of so much to do, manly related with my #1 resolution, and at least that <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IFmadewithlove">is happening</a>! Then there is this new project I have been working on that has been a lot of time consuming, but hopefully I'll be talking about it here in the future. Oh, and there was that thing about me doing something wrong with my SD card and loosing pretty much all of my January's photos... So, you see, there's no proper answer.<br />
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The important thing is... I'm working on it. I alert you that I already have several Pinterest inspired DIYs to share, so stay tuned!<br />
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These are the first outfits I'm sharing, from what I take three conclusions:<br />
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#1 - I wear too much jeans<br />
#2 - I hate being in front of the camera<br />
#3 - My closet is getting boring!<br />
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Cheesy? Cliché? Maybe, but true.
That train where we slept when crossing France overnight felt more like home than this bed I sleep in three nights a week away from you. As hard as it is, always feels good to return home.<br />
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Inês Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08260649207350235189noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120020506242460258.post-36088396415257767072012-03-08T22:01:00.000+00:002012-03-09T01:04:59.949+00:00A pause to play... Joni Mitchell<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, in the International Women's Day, it had to be a woman, right? And, not just a woman (well, not that any woman is ever just a woman, but you know what I mean), a lady, a diva.<br />
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I got to her music out of curiosity when I read about one of my favorite portuguese musicians and song writters, that her music had been an inspiration to her songs.<br />
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This particular song got to me from the first time I listened to it. The way she deliers the words... There's no way you can ignore the message. And what beautiful words! Almost a life story. From the time we looked at clouds, knowing nothing about clouds, to the time we look at love also knowing nothing about love, to the time we look at life, and realize, we still know nothing about life.<br />
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Listen. Do you see yourself reflected there? Make a pause to play it!<br />
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"Rows and flows of angel hair<br />
And ice cream castles in the air<br />
And feather canyons everywhere<br />
I've looked at clouds that way<br />
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But now they only block the sun<br />
They rain and snow on everyone<br />
So many things I would have done<br />
But clouds got in my way<br />
I've looked at clouds from both sides now<br />
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From up and down, and still somehow<br />
It's cloud illusions I recall<br />
I really don't know clouds at all<br />
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Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels<br />
The dizzy dancing way you feel<br />
As ev'ry fairy tale comes real<br />
I've looked at love that way<br />
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But now it's just another show<br />
You leave 'em laughing when you go<br />
And if you care, don't let them know<br />
Don't give yourself away<br />
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I've looked at love from both sides now<br />
From give and take, and still somehow<br />
It's love's illusions I recall<br />
I really don't know love at all<br />
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Tears and fears and feeling proud<br />
To say "I love you" right out loud<br />
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds<br />
I've looked at life that way<br />
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But now old friends are acting strange<br />
They shake their heads, they say I've changed<br />
Well something's lost, but something's gained<br />
In living every day<br />
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I've looked at life from both sides now<br />
From win and lose and still somehow<br />
It's life's illusions I recall<br />
I really don't know life at all<br />
I've looked at life from both sides now<br />
From up and down, and still somehow<br />
It's life's illusions I recall<br />
I really don't know life at all"</div>
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Check out the whole series of <a href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/search/label/thursday%20pause%20to%20play" target="blank">thursday's pause to play</a></span></div>Inês Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08260649207350235189noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120020506242460258.post-11297139216048290692012-03-06T21:57:00.003+00:002012-03-07T12:57:57.025+00:00Travelling :: 8h in Athens<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As the plane drew its way downward, we could clearly observe the wet ground, which revealed that the rain had passed through there. The dark clouds were clearly the ones to blame. Then a timid ray of light appeared, but not for long. The clouds came again.<br />
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The tourist guide tried in vain to make the tour around the Parthenon as we kept having to hide from the rain under the monuments. It was August. The pinnacle of the summer.<br />
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"The summers along the Mediterranean are hot and dry." - she said - "well, they usually are..." - she rapidly corrected, when noticing her memorized speech was not making sense. Then, out of nowhere the sun came again. Started with a small hole between the clouds, then a rainbow painted the sky and in a matter of minutes we were presented with a blue sky. And who knew the day would end with a perfect sunset on the pier?<br />
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Look at this eyes... aren't they irresistble?<br />
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I was looking through my computer folders, trying to (finaly!) get my photos organized, something I haven't been doing for more than one year. Actually, to be honest, I think I can say two years (well... you go and try to organize a DIY wedding, then start a new life, build a new home and start a new business. Then we can talk about it!). In the middle of it I came across these two, taken the very first days at our new house, right after our honeymoon. There were no plants on the windows, not even curtains. Somehow, feels like an empty house, but it wasn't. And looking at this makes me know for sure it wasn't.<br />
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It was the beginning. The beginning of a new life.<br />
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"every colour of my world thats what you are<br />
like a lion rules the jungle<br />
you rule my heart<br />
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and only you can have my soul<br />
oh... you can have it all"</div>
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There are times, like <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/2012/02/pause-to-play-carole-king.html" target="_blank">last week</a>, when I feel like sharing music I've loved for long, music dear to my heart for all the memories it bring me.<br />
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And there are times when I get surprised by a new song and, even if it doesn't mean much yet, I feel like sharing it, just because it makes me feel good listening. This is one I've been listening on repeat lately. I've heard of this lady before, but just never had listened carfully. I have a feeling I'll be listening much more of her in the future. Make a pause to play it!<br />
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“Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own;<br />
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Oh Carol!<br />
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Yes. This is the one and only woman that inspired <a class="text" target="_blank" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_KK73NdqaM">Neil Sedaka</a>'s most famous song, did you knew that? Well, I can see she had the looks and the moves... I'm sure she was quite an heart breaker. Oh Carol...<br />
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Anyways, I recently ordered her digitally remastered Tapestry album. I can only say that this has been one of my all time favorite albums and not having it siting on our media shelf was odd, to say the least. It has a lot to do with her voice and the way she delivers the music, but it has as much, or even more, to do with the memories it brings me.<br />
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My father introduced me to her. He used to have a recorded tape with his favorite musics in the glove compartment of the car and we would listen to it all the time, specially during our family Sunday rides. She is definitely part of those happy memories, and now, as we listen to her at our place, just the two of us doing ordinary stuff like washing the dishes, I can see we are building new memories around her music.<br />
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She will always be part of the soundtrack of my life.<br />
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So, now I invite you: make a pause and play it!<br />
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"I feel the earth move under my feet<br />
I feel the sky tumbling down<br />
I feel my heart start to trembling<br />
Whenever you're around<br />
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Oh, baby, when I see your face<br />
Mellow as the month of May<br />
Oh, darling, I can't stand it<br />
When you look at me that way"<br />
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And if by the end of the song you feel like, keep on listening, there's a special treat after. "You make me feel like a natural woman" and "You've got a friend" sung by the woman who wrote them. As much as I admire Aretha Franklin or James Taylor, for me those songs will always be in Carole's voice and no one else.<br />
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"Where do we go? Who knows?<br />
But each day gets better<br />
I just can't let her go.<br />
Oh no!<br />
Each kiss gets sweeter<br />
I just can leave her, no..."</div>
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Venice is the perfect shooting place. Every time I look at these pictures I feel like I wanna be there again. One can dream with a second honeymoon, right?<br />
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Check out the whole series of <a href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/search/label/thursday%20pause%20to%20play" target="blank">thursday's pause to play</a></span></div>Inês Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08260649207350235189noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120020506242460258.post-23736998383001666522012-01-19T22:47:00.000+00:002012-01-20T01:51:07.300+00:00A pause to play... A silent film<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsnTbsTXCxjZ7FgmJRj5sgIlO-Meq8FqbkTLLYSDP-rV6WW33HJjkAchYjQYZEiSabQssyRunx9E3qMn6MgIv2UbxzjyCRAhcNbRzmNOr47uLg4tQVVsKL9TgmelLmu7Z1MjYNYR8tiA/s1600/ptp.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsnTbsTXCxjZ7FgmJRj5sgIlO-Meq8FqbkTLLYSDP-rV6WW33HJjkAchYjQYZEiSabQssyRunx9E3qMn6MgIv2UbxzjyCRAhcNbRzmNOr47uLg4tQVVsKL9TgmelLmu7Z1MjYNYR8tiA/s400/ptp.png" width="150" /></a>
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First of all, have you seen my <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-resolutions-2012.html" target="_blank">New Year's resolutions</a> post? Call me crazy... but I would love to know what you think about!<br />
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Now, to the poin. Just a short one, this time, to share something I've been obsessing about, this week. This is kind of a new music discovery to me, and I say kind of because, oddly enough, even though you can't see me I can assure you I was in among the crowd in that concert you see on the video. Two years and half ago. We were there to see <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/pause-to-play-dave-matthews-band.html" target="_blank">The Dave Matthews band</a> and Chris Cornell, and in between shows we caught the end of this concert, and the encore of this song. I remember enjoying the sound, I remember us talking about how we should search the album to hear. And then... I completely forgot it. Till this week when I came across this video.<br />
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Ignore the noises and just enjoy their energy. Make a pause to play it. Loud!<br />
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New Year's resolutions. One way or another, I think everybody makes them. Even if just for a second when raising the glass, watching the fireworks or kissing the ones we love. There's a flip of a moment when thoughts flow over our head and we make plans and wishes.<br />
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Some take them more serious and wright them down. I never did such thing. Maybe that's the reason why I never seem to remember all of them at the end, and maybe that's why some important ones end up undone. So, this time I'm writing them all here for the whole world to see, and beside you I commit. I wonder were this will go, but will be fun to look back in the end and I'm hoping to be proud of myself.<br />
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I've been thinking of them for a while (18 days, to be more precise...) and been elaborating a sort of a mental plan on how to get them done. As usual, many things crossed my mind, but I decided to stick with a shorter list of what I believe is doable. Keep your feet on the ground, girl! So, here they are:<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">1. Get our <a class="text" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IFmadewithlove" target="_blank">Etsy shop</a> open and running</span></b><br />
I started this blog with this goal in mind (hence the "made with love" name) and then, somehow, things turned, and when I noticed this place had grown into a photography based blog. How do these things happen, really? Well, I'm not complaining, it's actually kind of fun to realize how things find it's own path. And, i'm enjoying plenty of it. I would not have improved my skills, like I feel I have, without this place, that challenges me every day to get better and learn more. But we (me and the hub, of course) want to take that next step we've been pursuing. (don't worry, there won't be less photography here, I can't go back now) We're working on it. It will be done, this is the year!<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">2. Start a new sport practice on a regular basis</span></b><br />
I told you before that I play football (soccer), but that only happens every other sunday, so I don't think that counts as a regular practice. I really N E E D to start doing anything else.<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">3. Declutter and organize my closet (get those outfits in order!)</span></b><br />
Meaning... get rid of everything I don't use (and also those things I use but probably shouldn't), and make it a practical space, so that I won't ever leave the house again feeling uncomfortable, or should I say lacking self-confidence, with what I'm wearing. No more excuses, like not having the time nor the will to find the pieces for a proper outfit. As a mental push to it, I will start sharing here two outfit photos per week (let's see how long this will go!). Not those kind of outfit posts with me-me-me-pictures overload and all the discription of what I're wearing and where I got it. No. Just pictures. And hopefully I will learn to control the fear of being in front of the camera, and get my way into the self-portrait technique (I will try that whenever possible).<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">4. <strike>Re</strike>learn how to paint in watercolors, and practice it</span></b><br />
I've always loved watercolor. I started to learn it in high school, but then had to move on to oil painting and never went back at it. Honestly, I'm right in square one. I plan to buy a proper book and tools to start and also learn something with <a class="text" href="http://www.janedavenport.com/videos/" target="_blank">Jane Davenport</a>. In the way, maybe I'll find time to make my own <a href="http://www.janedavenport.com/2011/09/20/peerless-palette-my-invention-to-make-artists-happy/">Peerless watercolor pallet</a> to add to my travel journal.<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">5. Get a tattoo</span></b><br />
This is also an old project of both of us that never came through. Let's make it happen!<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">6. Go back at shooting with analogue cameras</span></b><br />
It's been ages since I've done it and, though I want (and seriously need) to improve my digital shooting skills, I really miss it. I feel like all those different approaches on light capturing take our photos, and the way we capture moments to another level. I bought a new camera several weeks ago and I can't get over that I haven't tried it yet!<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">7. Create more, and share</span></b><br />
I have a million diy projects in my head and just as many others on my <a class="text" href="http://pinterest.com/m_ines_seabra/" target="_blank">Pinterest</a> <a href="http://pinterest.com/m_ines_seabra/diy/">board</a>. The plan is... get them done! So, in order to make that happen I'm committing to a monthly post of a "Pinterest inspired DIY". Just 12 a year, can't be that hard to pull up!<br />
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<b><span style="color: #45818e;">8. Travel to a different country</span></b><br />
I dig travelling! I dream of it pretty much every single day. We started our marriage with a (slightly crazy) 15 days trip that begun on a <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-me-to-sea.html" target="_blank">cruise ship</a> and continued by train and bus, taking us through six different countries. (In fact, let's reduce it down to five, because crossing France over night on a train and spending two hours in Nice doesn't count to scratch that country.) We made plans to continue this journey and it was supposed to happen last year, but then all sort of things happen and we messed up the preparation and the ahead reservations needed, in result we skipped to <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-summer-where-art-thee.html" target="_blank">plan B</a>, which meant new city, no new country.<br />
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Last weekend's <a class="text" target="_blank" href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/italy/9020679/Costa-Concordia-coast-guard-to-captain-Get-back-on-board-the-ship.html">events</a> brought back so many beautiful memories, but in such a sad way</div>
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To all the lost souls, my prayers are with you and your families.
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">all photos by me</span></div>Inês Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08260649207350235189noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120020506242460258.post-57737152915890357442012-01-12T23:32:00.000+00:002012-01-13T02:32:49.943+00:00A pause to play... Mariah Carey<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsnTbsTXCxjZ7FgmJRj5sgIlO-Meq8FqbkTLLYSDP-rV6WW33HJjkAchYjQYZEiSabQssyRunx9E3qMn6MgIv2UbxzjyCRAhcNbRzmNOr47uLg4tQVVsKL9TgmelLmu7Z1MjYNYR8tiA/s1600/ptp.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsnTbsTXCxjZ7FgmJRj5sgIlO-Meq8FqbkTLLYSDP-rV6WW33HJjkAchYjQYZEiSabQssyRunx9E3qMn6MgIv2UbxzjyCRAhcNbRzmNOr47uLg4tQVVsKL9TgmelLmu7Z1MjYNYR8tiA/s400/ptp.png" width="150" /></a>
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Wait!! Don't go away, not just yet. Give me some credit here, will you?<br />
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Ok, so... Once upon a time there was a girl with a powerfull voice that conquered the world with her musics. She was young and talented and needed no more than her beautiful smile to gain the crowd. Time passed by, and with time wrinkles came. The girl started to loose her confidence and soon her pure smile started to fade. From there was just a step to contracting the Jennifer Lopez/Rihana syndrome. The rest of the story you all know.<br />
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Do you remember that girl? Did you ever got to know her? If not, take a time to do it now. I remember my father talking about a girl he had seen on TV singging a song caled <a class="text" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vision_of_Love" target="_blank">Vision of Love</a> (her first single) but he would not remember her name, he kept looking for her till one day he brought home her <a class="text" href="http://www.amazon.com/Mtv-Unplugged-Mariah-Carey/dp/B0000028P8" target="_blank">MTV Unlugged</a> album. We used to listen to it all the time and this song allways made me wanna dance. It still comes to my mind when I feel like it.<br />
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Seems like I'm starting the year with a certain need to <a class="text" href="http://if-madewithlove.blogspot.com/2012/01/pause-to-play-black-keys.html" target="_blank">shake</a> things up. Well, it better be a good omen!<br />
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Today I was received in a home full of lighted candles, a complete (and delicious) dinner ready and an apple crumble coming out of the oven wich made the house smell wonderfull! All by the hands of the sweet husband of mine. And today is not even a special date! Should I be worried? Oh... I know I'm lucky! So, I guess this music makes even more sence today...<br />
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"You've got me feeling emotions</div>
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Deeper than I've ever dreamed of</div>
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You've got me feeling emotions</div>
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Higher than the heavens above"</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Artist: <a class="text" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariah_Carey" target="_blank">Mariah Carey</a></span></div>
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