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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 01:33:22 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Naturaleza</category><category>Música</category><category>Cuentos</category><category>Fotografía</category><category>Gatos</category><category>Infancia</category><title>Diminutos Retratos</title><description>Desde aquí</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/GxVN" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/gxvn" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-7167244942186538008</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 22:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-14T23:19:09.719+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Naturaleza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Primavera, ¡yo te invoco!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/S51gj_YzLeI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ylkv8bcF2mA/s1600-h/3+A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/S51gj_YzLeI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ylkv8bcF2mA/s320/3+A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448617295615307234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Qué frío he pasado este invierno! ¡¡Quiero que acabe ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-7167244942186538008?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2010/03/primavera-yo-te-invoco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/S51gj_YzLeI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ylkv8bcF2mA/s72-c/3+A.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-3964150075955213343</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 10:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-17T21:23:29.143+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Infancia</category><title>Tenía una buena razón</title><description>Tenía una buena razón para no publicar...&lt;br /&gt;Sí, la primavera llegó como bien dice la entrada anterior. Y con ella llegó una lentejita que se quedó dentro de mí, hasta florecer.&lt;br /&gt;Ha sido una flor de noviembre. Es preciosa y huele muy bien ;)&lt;br /&gt;Yo le llamo "la meua nina". Y es que es eso... una pequeña muñeca.&lt;br /&gt;Os presento a la diminuta cosa que me tiene tonta perdida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SzyBPFlOVcI/AAAAAAAAAss/SzUKxtfFOZ8/s1600-h/PC250044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SzyBPFlOVcI/AAAAAAAAAss/SzUKxtfFOZ8/s400/PC250044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421350147643561410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero publicar más a menudo a partir de ahora... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;MCQ6CA5KQG6P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-3964150075955213343?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2009/12/tenia-una-buena-razon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SzyBPFlOVcI/AAAAAAAAAss/SzUKxtfFOZ8/s72-c/PC250044.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-3995200415738797644</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 09:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T10:45:09.638+01:00</atom:updated><title>La primavera ha venido, nadie sabe cómo ha sido...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/ScYHOKeDEBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_PU6a46chj8/s1600-h/P3141546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/ScYHOKeDEBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_PU6a46chj8/s400/P3141546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315944350067396626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/ScYHIscOU_I/AAAAAAAAAno/tlV4aNTj0a4/s1600-h/P3141520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/ScYHIscOU_I/AAAAAAAAAno/tlV4aNTj0a4/s400/P3141520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315944256107336690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He estado mucho tiempo sin actualizar... pero tengo una buena excusa, que... es otra historia.&lt;br /&gt;El caso es que la primavera llega, y la lente de aproximación tiembla de entusiasmo por el protagonismo deseado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Y fijaros en la "personajilla curiosa" &lt;br /&gt;que pillé en la primera foto... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-3995200415738797644?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-primavera-ha-venido-nadie-sabe-como.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/ScYHOKeDEBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_PU6a46chj8/s72-c/P3141546.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-8775412287530055346</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T22:11:19.499+01:00</atom:updated><title>Señoritas de Rap&amp;Soda</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.rapsodes.com/"&gt;Rapsodes&lt;/a&gt; acaba de grabar su segundo videoclip, inspirado en los años 30-40. Yo no lo he visto terminado, pero me espero lo mejor, es más, espero lo mejorcísimo... &lt;br /&gt;Aquí tenéis a algunas de las bellezas que participan y protagonizan este nuevo proyecto de los Rapsodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOYD4leaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/FqJZ_0fFk0o/s1600-h/pagina+991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOYD4leaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/FqJZ_0fFk0o/s400/pagina+991.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285693656683346338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOUNwZSPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/IMZ3gbeZabk/s1600-h/PC147643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOUNwZSPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/IMZ3gbeZabk/s400/PC147643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285693590613870834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOJIRdJ0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/a15X-vi2PR4/s1600-h/PC147766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOJIRdJ0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/a15X-vi2PR4/s400/PC147766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285693400163362626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-8775412287530055346?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/12/seoritas-de-rap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqOYD4leaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/FqJZ_0fFk0o/s72-c/pagina+991.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-1621498028608361971</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T22:04:25.340+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mamá+amar=mamar</title><description>Espero que me disculpen las estupendísimas catalanas que se ofrecieron este verano para posar junto a sus bombones para esta diminuta señorita...&lt;br /&gt;Ya publiqué las fotos de las valencianas, y hoy, antes de que acabe el año, publico las de las "primas" del norte. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no gané nada en el concurso, me quedo con la mochila llena de buenos momentos, sonrisas y lechita dulce...&lt;br /&gt;Gracias Carla, Carmen, Emma, Judith, María, Soraya, retoñ@s y costillos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLaPlpmyI/AAAAAAAAAlI/64KTF8XEyS4/s1600-h/Copia+de+P8174256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLaPlpmyI/AAAAAAAAAlI/64KTF8XEyS4/s400/Copia+de+P8174256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285690395650005794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLUVSe4ZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/U73oDA-JLyM/s1600-h/bona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLUVSe4ZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/U73oDA-JLyM/s400/bona.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285690294101008786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLN_jgRGI/AAAAAAAAAk4/n7mnTcC3BNE/s1600-h/P8170026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLN_jgRGI/AAAAAAAAAk4/n7mnTcC3BNE/s400/P8170026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285690185187607650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-1621498028608361971?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/12/mamamarmamar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqLaPlpmyI/AAAAAAAAAlI/64KTF8XEyS4/s72-c/Copia+de+P8174256.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-2462272909797681721</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T21:55:47.371+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Mirada de caramelo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqKqbXOlaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/-nmhY_VY2NY/s1600-h/P4262396+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqKqbXOlaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/-nmhY_VY2NY/s400/P4262396+copia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285689574177019298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan dulce como el caramelo. Y brillante como el &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-2462272909797681721?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/12/mirada-de-caramelo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqKqbXOlaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/-nmhY_VY2NY/s72-c/P4262396+copia.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-225216301830185963</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T21:52:27.272+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>La luna por pincel</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJ1aEbbsI/AAAAAAAAAko/lNVmDTbvJUA/s1600-h/P9144953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJ1aEbbsI/AAAAAAAAAko/lNVmDTbvJUA/s400/P9144953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285688663296667330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJw9950VI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ihu0-eNghL0/s1600-h/P9144945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJw9950VI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ihu0-eNghL0/s400/P9144945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285688587033629010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJqsnGKYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hHjeif4dww8/s1600-h/P9144947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJqsnGKYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hHjeif4dww8/s400/P9144947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285688479295351170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-225216301830185963?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-luna-por-pincel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SVqJ1aEbbsI/AAAAAAAAAko/lNVmDTbvJUA/s72-c/P9144953.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-2578973687241166356</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-16T23:35:43.120+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Amiens</title><description>El mes pasado estuve en &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amiens"&gt;Amiens&lt;/a&gt; (en la Picardía francesa, a unos 100Km al norte de París) , acompañando a &lt;a href="http://bakanal.org/"&gt;Bakanal&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rapsodes.com/"&gt;Rapsodes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.arroscaldos.org/"&gt;Arròs Caldós&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=201038827"&gt;To the kada&lt;/a&gt;, que tocaban la noche del sábado 18 en la sala "Lune des Pirats".&lt;br /&gt;Durante el fin de semana pude conocer parte de la ciudad que, por cierto, me pareció preciosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCYxvTqhII/AAAAAAAAAi4/FchJYlj8BxM/s1600-h/PA186728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCYxvTqhII/AAAAAAAAAi4/FchJYlj8BxM/s400/PA186728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269379544303436930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estuvimos en su catedral (gótica), la segunda más grande del mundo. Y una de las cosas que más me impactó fueron las imágenes del espectáculo de luz que realizan en verano, proyectando sobre la fachada los colores que originariamente la decoraban. Puedes verlo en &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imagen:Amiens_iluminacion_fachada_catedral.JPG"&gt;esta imagen&lt;/a&gt; de la wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCcHE_1-wI/AAAAAAAAAjA/GjSBFgI_SRQ/s1600-h/PA186594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCcHE_1-wI/AAAAAAAAAjA/GjSBFgI_SRQ/s400/PA186594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269383209438018306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra cosa curiosa son los campos delimitados por canales que se extienden por la periferia. Cómo no, hicimos una visita en barca para verlos y descubrir, además, que sus dueños los engalanan intentando ganar el concurso anual a la mejor ornamentación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCfXnoxPII/AAAAAAAAAjI/gyhphoW2EhQ/s1600-h/PA186686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCfXnoxPII/AAAAAAAAAjI/gyhphoW2EhQ/s400/PA186686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269386792149269634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCfhwUoANI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/A8hQ_7zBeFQ/s1600-h/PA186689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCfhwUoANI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/A8hQ_7zBeFQ/s400/PA186689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269386966279389394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viaje divertido y productivo. Recomendada la visita a Amiens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-2578973687241166356?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/11/amiens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SSCYxvTqhII/AAAAAAAAAi4/FchJYlj8BxM/s72-c/PA186728.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-8043950072751745979</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 19:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-20T11:14:49.326+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Sí que eres guapo de verdad</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuando llegamos a la nueva casa de alquiler, la dueña nos informó&lt;br /&gt;entre otras cosas que teníamos un vecino muy peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya veréis, cuando se pasee por el campito, qué guapo es."&lt;br /&gt;Aunque ya estamos aquí casi un mes, lo hemos conocido hoy mismo.&lt;br /&gt;Estabamos plantando unos claveles cuando,&lt;br /&gt;después de oir un fuerte graznido, ha aparecido&lt;br /&gt;la cosa más bonita que habíamos visto en días...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SNQAtC1FCeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xKJLHNs06u4/s1600-h/P9195201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SNQAtC1FCeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xKJLHNs06u4/s400/P9195201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247820239647082978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ha estado buena parte de la tarde merodeando por los alrededores,&lt;br /&gt;y entre otras cosas, ha intentado arreglar (o estropear!!)&lt;br /&gt;la línea teléfonica... a ver si el adsl nos va mejor... (o peor!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SNQCngXCBoI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hab-7sT6KVI/s1600-h/P9195167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SNQCngXCBoI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hab-7sT6KVI/s400/P9195167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247822343518160514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-8043950072751745979?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-que-eres-guapo-de-verdad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SNQAtC1FCeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xKJLHNs06u4/s72-c/P9195201.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-6998083373443684971</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 22:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-12T00:19:22.606+02:00</atom:updated><title>¿Su tú?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SMmZVSmHr0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/faQi7R1ORWM/s1600-h/P9114847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SMmZVSmHr0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/faQi7R1ORWM/s400/P9114847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244891832097681218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-6998083373443684971?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/09/su-t.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SMmZVSmHr0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/faQi7R1ORWM/s72-c/P9114847.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-1195610474766062025</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 12:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T14:24:21.448+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gatos</category><title>Felices sueños gatunos</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SMEiqGWQ43I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/qXnTLGVEHMA/s1600-h/bbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SMEiqGWQ43I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/qXnTLGVEHMA/s400/bbb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242509547889812338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Quien es capaz de tirarlos de la cama si los encuentras así?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-1195610474766062025?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/09/felices-sueos-gatunos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SMEiqGWQ43I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/qXnTLGVEHMA/s72-c/bbb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-6015121550361018013</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 00:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-04T02:39:49.029+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>La luna en el suelo</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SL8tvpRatoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/AasJwUYp120/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SL8tvpRatoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/AasJwUYp120/s400/bb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958787838555778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                  Allí nos la encontramos cuando empezó a caer la tarde...&lt;br /&gt;junto al tronco de un viejo árbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-6015121550361018013?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/09/la-luna-en-el-suelo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SL8tvpRatoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/AasJwUYp120/s72-c/bb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-8817094570368656761</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 21:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-14T23:54:28.721+02:00</atom:updated><title>¡¡Teta, si!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dejo aquí unas imágenes que no necesitan muchas palabras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madres dando cariño a sus hij@s, desde los besos,&lt;br /&gt; desde los abrazos, desde los pechos y desde el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo fotos mejor procesadas. Las ganas de&lt;br /&gt;compartirlo me impiden trabajarlas con tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Tal como se han tomado hoy, os las presento. Con un gran&lt;br /&gt;sabor a cariño y diminutos besos de leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSnNI2jFxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sga5o7x_H4I/s1600-h/P8143982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSnNI2jFxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sga5o7x_H4I/s400/P8143982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234492511067772690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSnhuoy70I/AAAAAAAAAVE/K-M2ZWJUMrQ/s1600-h/P8143983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSnhuoy70I/AAAAAAAAAVE/K-M2ZWJUMrQ/s400/P8143983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234492864808021826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSn4EuZ0AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TCF3MZx5ifM/s1600-h/P8143986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSn4EuZ0AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/TCF3MZx5ifM/s400/P8143986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234493248694243330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSoIzdiM0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/m7LrJ1Losc4/s1600-h/P8143988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSoIzdiM0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/m7LrJ1Losc4/s400/P8143988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234493536117863234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSoXQWEgkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cupFSxe_bWM/s1600-h/P8143992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSoXQWEgkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/cupFSxe_bWM/s400/P8143992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234493784389354050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSoySdDtJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/X8su9szor38/s1600-h/P8144002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSoySdDtJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/X8su9szor38/s400/P8144002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234494248812000402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSpKKnr2WI/AAAAAAAAAVs/8nEOHG5sFmo/s1600-h/P8144062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSpKKnr2WI/AAAAAAAAAVs/8nEOHG5sFmo/s400/P8144062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234494659025951074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¡¡GRACIAS CHICAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-8817094570368656761?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/08/teta-si.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SKSnNI2jFxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sga5o7x_H4I/s72-c/P8143982.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-2187435567344248204</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 16:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-07T21:44:11.108+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cuentos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Infancia</category><title>Praga, ciudad de cuentos</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJsxPXA48UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/btgKNDzGmAo/s1600-h/praga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJsxPXA48UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/btgKNDzGmAo/s400/praga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231829532066509122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta lámina me la llevé de Praga. Allí son muy típicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y en cualquier tiendecita ambulante las venden.&lt;br /&gt;Pero esta en especial me provocó&lt;br /&gt;un sentimiento que hacía mucho que no reconocía:&lt;br /&gt;El mundo de los  sueños, de los cuentos,&lt;br /&gt;de los castillos, la noche, los misterios...&lt;br /&gt;Me recordé perdida en un mundo donde todo es posible,&lt;br /&gt;donde los sueños terrenales se convierten en vivencias y los&lt;br /&gt;miedos se dominan con un simple hechizo...&lt;br /&gt;La comparto con vosotros, porque&lt;br /&gt;supongo que también habéis estado allí... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-2187435567344248204?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/08/praga-ciudad-de-cuentos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJsxPXA48UI/AAAAAAAAAS0/btgKNDzGmAo/s72-c/praga.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-2678686045718765060</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 17:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:38.632+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cuentos</category><title>Eulalia Cornejo</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH30heZbXI/AAAAAAAAASc/26kC1vtvbbY/s1600-h/lali_clarita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH30heZbXI/AAAAAAAAASc/26kC1vtvbbY/s400/lali_clarita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229233124064980338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Éstas son Eulalia Cornejo y su preciosa pequeña.&lt;br /&gt;Casualmente, llegué al &lt;a href="http://eulaliacornejo.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; de esta ilustradora&lt;br /&gt;ecuatoriana buscando cuentos sobre &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=es&amp;amp;rlz=1G1GGLQ_ESES257&amp;amp;pwst=1&amp;amp;q=beb%C3%A9s+de+hadas&amp;amp;start=10&amp;amp;sa=N"&gt;"bebés de hadas"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por otra historia que no viene al caso.&lt;br /&gt;Allí había un cuento de &lt;a href="http://www.ednaiturralde.com/home/index.php"&gt;Edna Iturralde&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eulaliacornejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/de-donde-vienen-los-bebes-de-las-hadas.html"&gt;"¿De dónde vienen los bebés de las hadas?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y la ilustración me gustó tanto... que no pude contenerme&lt;br /&gt;a ver entero el blog de Eulalia Cornejo.&lt;br /&gt;No creo que haga falta extenderme en que me encantaron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH5Tiw5PMI/AAAAAAAAASk/0XlF7XDyL-A/s1600-h/hada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH5Tiw5PMI/AAAAAAAAASk/0XlF7XDyL-A/s400/hada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229234756498570434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Lo quiero, lo quiero" pensé. Pero después de buscar&lt;br /&gt;por toda la red e incluso ponerme en contacto&lt;br /&gt;con la sede española de la editorial, seguía sin tenerlo.&lt;br /&gt;No encontraba tiendas virtuales que lo vendiesen y&lt;br /&gt;la editorial se desentendió un poco alegando&lt;br /&gt;que solo estaba en Ecuador...&lt;br /&gt;Así es que, manos a la obra, me puse en contacto&lt;br /&gt;con Eulalia. Ella, no solo se ha ofrecido a mandármelo&lt;br /&gt;sino que me lo mostró... y debo decir que&lt;br /&gt;me enamoré perdidamente...&lt;br /&gt;Y para más inri, también me mostró su primer&lt;br /&gt;cuento como autora &lt;a href="http://www.gatosverdescantan.com/"&gt;"Cuando los gatos verdes cantan" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me volví a enamorar hasta la médula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH7Ld2OZBI/AAAAAAAAASs/AgTl29d8lBg/s1600-h/gatos_verdes-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH7Ld2OZBI/AAAAAAAAASs/AgTl29d8lBg/s400/gatos_verdes-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229236816763053074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Así es que pronto podré disfrutar de estos&lt;br /&gt;maravillosos cuentos en "papel y cartón". Ya os contaré...&lt;br /&gt;Ha sido un placer encontrarme con esta mujer,&lt;br /&gt;y poder compartir el mundo tan maravilloso&lt;br /&gt;de los cuentos ilustrados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-2678686045718765060?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/07/eulalia-cornejo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SJH30heZbXI/AAAAAAAAASc/26kC1vtvbbY/s72-c/lali_clarita.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-980505095931502307</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 23:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:39.060+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>¡Silencio! Se rueda...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJ0isWY5DI/AAAAAAAAARk/jbe6CWSJZK8/s1600-h/Imagen+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJ0isWY5DI/AAAAAAAAARk/jbe6CWSJZK8/s400/Imagen+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224866657072636978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estoy teniendo el placer de colaborar en el rodaje de "Essències".&lt;br /&gt;Un largo que formará parte de un magnífico espectáculo en directo&lt;br /&gt;que combinará danza, música, canto, imágenes...&lt;br /&gt;con una pizca de romero, de incienso, vainilla, comino y menta...&lt;br /&gt;La historia será narrada e interpretada en la lengua de signos.&lt;br /&gt;Podremos disfrutar del evento el 9 de septiembre en Benissanó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJ0ZsrlXqI/AAAAAAAAARc/A2bMIJZa-Hk/s1600-h/Imagen+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJ0ZsrlXqI/AAAAAAAAARc/A2bMIJZa-Hk/s400/Imagen+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224866502542712482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-980505095931502307?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/07/silencio-se-rueda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJ0isWY5DI/AAAAAAAAARk/jbe6CWSJZK8/s72-c/Imagen+110.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-4622286111949919328</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 23:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:39.338+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Lluvia refrescante</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJzthPDHXI/AAAAAAAAARM/8XzNONZPy1Q/s1600-h/P5252705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJzthPDHXI/AAAAAAAAARM/8XzNONZPy1Q/s400/P5252705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224865743555992946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta señorita, andaba paseando de allá&lt;br /&gt;para acá en la rama de una pequeña higuera.&lt;br /&gt;Y con ella se llevaba diminutas gotas&lt;br /&gt;refrescantes de lluvia veraniega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJz5SR0t3I/AAAAAAAAARU/3P9Q7bSGrio/s1600-h/P5252708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJz5SR0t3I/AAAAAAAAARU/3P9Q7bSGrio/s400/P5252708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224865945699530610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-4622286111949919328?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/07/lluvia-refrescante.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SIJzthPDHXI/AAAAAAAAARM/8XzNONZPy1Q/s72-c/P5252705.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-2220178474812163252</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 11:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:39.795+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cuentos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>VegeTAL COMO TE SIENTES</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fín, ¡lo encontré!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9ak5sNfxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1Xdv0tDvblc/s1600-h/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9ak5sNfxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1Xdv0tDvblc/s400/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219490083153739538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Este precioso libro lo conocí en un colegio en el que&lt;br /&gt;estuve trabajando hace unos 4 ó 5 cinco años.&lt;br /&gt;Pero hasta hace un tiempo no lo busqué para mi.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me decidí a comprarlo...&lt;br /&gt;¡¡No lo encontré por nungún lado!!&lt;br /&gt;Fue algo raro... En ninguna librería, e incluso&lt;br /&gt;en la editorial tampoco puedieron&lt;br /&gt;venderme uno (no recuerdo por qué razón).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer por fín, en una librería, preguntando&lt;br /&gt;por preguntar... Lo tenían!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diminutos sentimientos vegetales:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo te sientes?&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo la mayoría de la gente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9bFWN5RyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-O3w8Bw8eew/s1600-h/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9bFWN5RyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-O3w8Bw8eew/s400/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219490640567027490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Para crear estas estructuras, recorrimos los mercados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de la zona metropolitana de Nueva York buscando frutas y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;verduras expresivas. Se tallaron con un sencillo cuchillo Exacto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y se realzaron las expresiones con materiales naturales tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como los frijoles con puntos negros para los ojos y jugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de remolacha para la boca. Después se fotografiaron las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esculturas sobre distintos fondos monocromos para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conseguir el estado de ánimo deseado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9bPAs3CvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/oXzB-UGEdRk/s1600-h/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9bPAs3CvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/oXzB-UGEdRk/s400/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219490806590016242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-2220178474812163252?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/07/vegetal-como-te-sientes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SG9ak5sNfxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1Xdv0tDvblc/s72-c/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-12.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-705501655751605747</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:40.026+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>La cité de Carcassonne</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SFPjgI9LmBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/c6r6ZlfNW0A/s1600-h/_8104202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SFPjgI9LmBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/c6r6ZlfNW0A/s400/_8104202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211759335097210898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era innevitable disparar hacia todas partes&lt;br /&gt;y en todos los ángulos posibles...&lt;br /&gt;La belleza de esa ciudad cuando cae la tarde,&lt;br /&gt;embelesa hasta la médula.&lt;br /&gt;Ahí estaba, guardando en sus murallas y torreones&lt;br /&gt;miles de historias de alianzas, cruzadas, reyes, vizcondes, cátaros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-705501655751605747?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-cit-de-carcassonne.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SFPjgI9LmBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/c6r6ZlfNW0A/s72-c/_8104202.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-3560307608642477195</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 09:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:40.198+01:00</atom:updated><title>Nadando entre ejemplos, características y teorías...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SEUQr_JeC4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/3Lm7ZSE_m_8/s1600-h/P6032814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SEUQr_JeC4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/3Lm7ZSE_m_8/s400/P6032814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207586891995417474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De momento así.  Lo que no se es a qué orilla llegaré...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pero tengo clarísimo que ya no nado más por estas aguas.&lt;br /&gt;¡¡Espero que sean los últimos exámenes "académicos" de mi vida!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-3560307608642477195?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/06/nadando-entre-ejemplos-caractersticas-y.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SEUQr_JeC4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/3Lm7ZSE_m_8/s72-c/P6032814.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-6227972266410909458</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 22:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:40.440+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cuentos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title /><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SDiV-waYk4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NR0X4CEFSmc/s1600-h/P5142606+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SDiV-waYk4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NR0X4CEFSmc/s400/P5142606+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204074274806600578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Las manzanas se veían tan deliciosas, que no pudo resistir la tentación y compró una. Pero la manzana estaba envenenada, después de haberla mordido, Blancanieves cayó al suelo casi muerta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-6227972266410909458?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/05/las-manzanas-se-vean-tan-deliciosas-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SDiV-waYk4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NR0X4CEFSmc/s72-c/P5142606+copia.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-9021406593131296256</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 06:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:40.515+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>L'arc de Cabanes</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SC6CC9ofc8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/vKhac4FkQO4/s1600-h/polaritzador.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SC6CC9ofc8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/vKhac4FkQO4/s400/polaritzador.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201237607075247042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Formaba parte de la Via Augusta. Está en la provincia de Castellón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-9021406593131296256?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/05/arco-de-cabanes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SC6CC9ofc8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/vKhac4FkQO4/s72-c/polaritzador.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-6721551032313074967</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 20:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:40.641+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gatos</category><title>Mi mmamma</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SC3q2tofc7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ed6avgHXK4M/s1600-h/_4162161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SC3q2tofc7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ed6avgHXK4M/s400/_4162161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201071370366055346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me las como...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-6721551032313074967?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/05/mi-mmamma.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SC3q2tofc7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ed6avgHXK4M/s72-c/_4162161.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-4504173747172478590</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 10:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:40.770+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Cambio de look</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV8A8MbhKI/AAAAAAAAANs/n-IjHfNLjKI/s1600-h/lore0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV8A8MbhKI/AAAAAAAAANs/n-IjHfNLjKI/s400/lore0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198697700469212322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No ha sido un cambio muy grande, pero el blog y yo lo necesitábamos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Añado, después de confirmar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cierto, la imagen está hecha a partir de una foto que me hizo &lt;a href="http://hadanae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hadanae&lt;/a&gt; en un curso de fotografía de naturaleza que hicimos en plena sierra de Segura, hace ya unos añitos...&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo que llegamos de noche y al bajar del minibus, nos quedamos embobadas mirando el cielo... la Vía Láctea... allí estaba ante nosotros, preciosa, con todas sus estrellas brillando...&lt;br /&gt;¿Te acuerdas Ana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-4504173747172478590?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/05/cambio-de-look.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV8A8MbhKI/AAAAAAAAANs/n-IjHfNLjKI/s72-c/lore0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6691105361538238277.post-80293984484032018</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 10:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T00:26:41.034+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Infancia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fotografía</category><title>Futbol-chapas</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV3acMbhII/AAAAAAAAANc/kf8lh5lM7r0/s1600-h/_2230650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV3acMbhII/AAAAAAAAANc/kf8lh5lM7r0/s400/_2230650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198692640997737602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                  ¿Has jugado alguna vez a las chapas?&lt;br /&gt;                                            Aprovenchando uno de los viajes a Madrid,&lt;br /&gt;                                            nos acercamos para ver el VI Open que&lt;br /&gt;                                            se celebró en febrero en el Polideportivo de&lt;br /&gt;la Elipa. Muy, muy currado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV6zcMbhJI/AAAAAAAAANk/FuzUaPxX0tQ/s1600-h/_2230684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV6zcMbhJI/AAAAAAAAANk/FuzUaPxX0tQ/s400/_2230684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198696369029350546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6691105361538238277-80293984484032018?l=diminutosretratos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://diminutosretratos.blogspot.com/2008/05/futbol-chapas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lorena A. Martí)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y6UbEASr_4Y/SCV3acMbhII/AAAAAAAAANc/kf8lh5lM7r0/s72-c/_2230650.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

