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Pedra da Gávea is a monolithic mountain in Tijuca Forest, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Composed of granite and gneiss, its elevation is 844 metres (2,769 ft), making it one of the highest mountains in the world that ends directly in the ocean. Trails on the mountain were opened up by the local farming population in the early 1800s; today, the site is under the administration of the Tijuca National Park.
The mountain's name translates as Rock of the Topsail, and was given to it during the expedition of Captain Gaspar de Lemos, begun in 1501, and in which the Rio de Janeiro bay (today Guanabara Bay, but after which the city was named) also received its name. The mountain, one of the first in Brazil to be named in Portuguese, was named by the expedition's sailors, who compared its silhouette to that of the shape of a topsail of a carrack upon sighting it on January 1, 1502. That name in turn came to be given to the Gávea area of the city of Rio de Janeiro.
Differential weathering on one side of the rock has created what is described as a stylized human face. Markings on another face of the rock have been described as an inscription. Geologists and scientists are nearly in agreement that the "inscription" is the result of erosion and that the "face" is a product of pareidolia. Furthermore, the consensus of archaeologists and scholars in Brazil is that the mountain should not be viewed as an archaeological site.
♫ It stands to reason that a name is just a word .
It can be easily forgotten Just as soon as it is heard.
But one name was spoken before the world's first day
And it will be here when everything that is has passed away.
Delivered from the lips of God
To Mary's ears on angel wings.
Jesus, Jesus.
The word that came to life for us,
The song that all creation sings.
Jesus, Jesus.
The proudest nations of the earth have come and gone
But Jesus, the name lives on
Eternal hope and promise, the ever-breaking dawn
When time itself is over, the name lives on. ♫
Aos que não viram o novo Flickr, ele já esta funcionando na versão em Inglês, eu não sei realmente o que passa na cabeça de um administrador de uma empresa fazer duas profundas mudanças num periodo tão curto de tempo, sendo que a primeira já gerou diversas polêmicas e esta nova conseguiu ser ainda muito pior, duvida?
No final da pagina há possibilidade de mudar seu Flickr para a versão em Ingles, faça isto e entre em qualquer foto, depois me diga o que achou
* Essa canção e o video tem muito com a historia da Julia que é filha do meu sobrinho e
que nasceu com menos de 07 meses...
Foto: Eu e Julia - Rio de Janeiro - Brasil
Video: The Name Lives On - David Phelps
Conforme a Lei 9.610/98, é proibida a reprodução total ou parcial ou divulgação comercial ou não sem a autorização prévia e expressa do autor (artigo 29). ® Todos os direitos reservados.
According to Law 9.610/98, it is prohibited the partial or total commercial reproduction without the previous written authorization of the author (article 29). ® All rights are reserved.
The vibrant city of Rio de Janeiro that is full of life and energy. In Brazil, soccer isn't just a sport, it’s a way of life in every Brazilian heart. I captured this image while on a walk at Ipanema Beach. I wanted to give this place a sense of feel from the local perspective.
Corra! O Mega Meeting Flickr Friends vai bombar, são poucas vagas.
Inscreva-se no grupo Flickr Friends, acesse o link do Mega Meeting e faça os seus pannings de Borboleta, Tartaruga, Tiazinha junto com muitos outros amigos antigos e os novos que você vai conhecer.
Panning de Borboleta se faz a qualquer hora, mas participar de um evento como esse não é sempre.
Só nós Brazucas mesmo para bolar algo assim. Vem para cá você também, vem!
Fotos dos bastidores do ensaio de Mariela Amodeo feito por Fabiola Medeiros.
Membro do www.clubefotorio.com
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Making of the essay of Mariela Amodeo made by Fabiola Medeiros.
It's been One Year I suddenly lost my beloved father from an unexpected fulminating stroke. He passed away on a Friday 13th, the worst day in my life. One year of Grieve, putting myself together, one day after the other.
It was traumatic, I've never cried as much, never hurt that much. I hadn't really learned the meaning of Despair till then. it's been a long process. He was the joy in our lives, our Anchor.
It was in the middle of a real storm, one I'd never expected, most powerful than I could've ever imagined, that I learned how strong and fragile I could be. One doesn't learn that until Darkness comes with no short notice... A water divisor I wish it hadn't happened.
I've learned a lot about myself and people in general after this.
I also learned who my real friends are, not that many, by the way, but priceless. Some stayed by my side, others revealed they weren't such good friends... and there were a few who surprised me, who checked on me from time to time to see how I was doing, offered me help, sincerely and not afraid I could accept it. I call it even.
I thank those good old friends and the new ones, for their support, compassion, their Friendship. I thank my boyfriend, my Family and my Brother, who has become our anchor.
and my Flickr friends who kept visiting and posting on my photos, even when I spent months hardly commenting on anyone's.
One doesn't remain the same after such loss. I haven't. Life is, indeed, short... and it can end from one minute to the other. I'm learning to say "I love you" more often, to give my love more often to the ones who matter.
In the last year my ambitions have also changed, I want to be happy doing what I do, I don't want to change the way I see the world and people through my lenses in order to fit where some people may think I should. Life is too short for that. I'll stand with the ones who appreciate, value, what I do.
As a person, I'll stand with good people, the strong in character, the ones who know the value of friendship, love. I want to be the best person I can, honor the man my father was and everything he taught me.
I learned so much from him, he was a Genuine Good, Unselfish, Loving Person. A Real Father, Husband, Son, Brother, Friend. A Great Man, with an amazing Character (one either has it or not, there's no mid term for that) a man of his Word. He was so Unique, died young... full of plans, full of life. The World is a sadder place without him.
It's with tears going down that I dedicate this self portrait to Him, who was never afraid to show the ones he loved how much he cared, who helped others, who raised his family with all his heart, love, tenderness. A man I'll miss till the end of my life.
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From Sugarloaf summit. Copacabana and Red Beaches are separated by Leme Hill and Morro da Babilonia (overlooking Urca). Along horizon in distance are (right to left) Pedra da Gávea, Two Brothers Hill and Cagarras Islands in the Atlantic Ocean.
Não deixe que acabem com as florestas. Reclame do desmatamento da Amazônia, das queimadas, da exploração selvagem da madeira. Ou as Florestas podem acabar assim.
Segunda-feira de Responsabilidade Social.
Membro do www.clubefotorio.com
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Doesn’t leave that they finish with the forests. Complain of the deforestation of the Amazon, the forest fires, the wild exploration of the wood. Or the Forests can finish thus.
Hoje dia 13/05 às 20:20 fará 40 anos que uma pessoa incrível em todos os aspectos, quem eu amo enormemente e por quem nutro uma admiração e um orgulho incrível, se tornou Mãe! Mãe com M maíusculo. Alguém que merece de fato esse título. Que conquistou esse título pelas horas não dormidas ou mal dormidas zelando pela saúde do filho, que era capaz de passar fome, não por fazer greve besta, por motivos menores, mas para não deixar que a sua cria passasse fome. Uma verdadeira leoa na hora de defender o seu rebento e ao mesmo tempo a pessoa mais gentil e carinhosa na hora de aconchega-lo no colo, nos braços.
Uma pessoa que por tudo que fez nesses 40 anos, tenho o maior orgulho de chama-la de MÃE!
Hoje às 20:20 faço 40 anos. Foram 40 anos maravilhosos, repletos de amor e carinho, que só uma verdadeira Mãe é capaz de dar a um filho.
Quero aqui, com isso, homenagear não só a Sra Maria Emília da Cunha Bezerra, filha da Sra Eunice Barreto Lins da Cunha (minha avó, segunda mãe, já falecida, mas jamais esquecida), que para mim é e sempre será a maior mãe do mundo; mas também a todas as mulheres que amanhã poderão receber os parabéns pelo dia das Mães.
Parabéns Mãe e obrigado por ter sido a Minha Mãe.
.because sometimes, the life is red...
"Posso ouvir o vento passar,
assistir à onda bater,
mas o estrago que faz
a vida é curta pra ver..."
[O Vento - Rodrigo Amarante - Los Hermanos]
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Foto tirada na Lagoa Rodrigo de Freitas/RJ, em um encontro com o pessoal do Clube FotoRio em fevereiro deste ano.
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Uma quinta colorida e perfumada para todos.