<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 21:41:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>immaginimie</title><description>Se clicchi le immagini si possono ingrandire!</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-4350204354919997711</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 21:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T22:41:48.444+01:00</atom:updated><title>Una visita a Lluçà</title><description>Con questi colori e queste luci è cominciata la mia mattina di sabato, che ho trascorso a Lluçà, un piccolo centro della Catalunya profonda, in una zona rurale tra Vic e Ripoll. Sono stato invitato qui a fare un piccolo colloquio sulla decrescita, venerdì sera, in occasione della festa del paese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms2VknFnI/AAAAAAAABq4/68cMBjNV4L0/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms2VknFnI/AAAAAAAABq4/68cMBjNV4L0/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407042877138605682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quest'immagine è, naturalmente, una somma di immagini che raccoglie una panoramica praticamente a 360º, vista dal castello e dalla collina che dà nome a la località. Pare che, fin dall'epoca romana, questo poggio era un magnifico luogo di avvistamento, in quanto non arrivava mai fin qui la nebbia che invece imperversa nelle vicinanze di Vic. Da qui il nome "Lluçà", che trae origine dal latino lux, lucis —luce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms2AszB6I/AAAAAAAABqw/WjzzLAELUjE/s1600/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms2AszB6I/AAAAAAAABqw/WjzzLAELUjE/s400/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407042871535798178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco alcuni dei paesaggi che circondano la chiesa di Santa Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms10g687I/AAAAAAAABqo/0c3D5LywxdI/s1600/IMG_0032.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms10g687I/AAAAAAAABqo/0c3D5LywxdI/s400/IMG_0032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407042868264760242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms1moec9I/AAAAAAAABqg/AQBpQALQWoY/s1600/IMG_0031.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms1moec9I/AAAAAAAABqg/AQBpQALQWoY/s400/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407042864538350546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-4350204354919997711?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/una-visita-lluca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swms2VknFnI/AAAAAAAABq4/68cMBjNV4L0/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-4910015040139578735</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T22:25:58.634+01:00</atom:updated><title>Santa Maria de Lluçà</title><description>Santa Maria de Lluçà è una chiesa ricca di elementi di interesse, dai resti di pitture romaniche al frontale dell'altare, dalle campane al chiostro. Ha dei bellissmi cipressi nella zona antistante.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqU-Ng3xI/AAAAAAAABqY/kOHTx2owe8A/s1600/IMG_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqU-Ng3xI/AAAAAAAABqY/kOHTx2owe8A/s400/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040104908775186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'interno è austero, a navata unica, tutto in pietra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUjoiImI/AAAAAAAABqQ/uybzVZBCTsc/s1600/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUjoiImI/AAAAAAAABqQ/uybzVZBCTsc/s400/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040097774346850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il frontale dell'altare è la riproduzione di una pittura romanica interessantissima, che si trova, in questo caso, alla sopraintendenza di Vic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUrUi5OI/AAAAAAAABqI/60EN2bwfGhg/s1600/IMG_0080.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUrUi5OI/AAAAAAAABqI/60EN2bwfGhg/s400/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040099837994210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proprio questo stesso giorno, a Lluçà hanno fatto una dimostrazione delle diverse modalità con si possono suonare le campane. Il campanile di Lluçà ne ospita quattro, di cui quella che si vede in questa foto, in controluce, è, tra le mie foto, una delle migliori...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUXOvFGI/AAAAAAAABqA/vONh7qB5Rf0/s1600/IMG_0035.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUXOvFGI/AAAAAAAABqA/vONh7qB5Rf0/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040094444917858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUMWWVFI/AAAAAAAABp4/wWm13-OLC-s/s1600/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqUMWWVFI/AAAAAAAABp4/wWm13-OLC-s/s400/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407040091524060242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-4910015040139578735?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/santa-maria-de-lluca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmqU-Ng3xI/AAAAAAAABqY/kOHTx2owe8A/s72-c/IMG_0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-1569882996490875488</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T22:15:11.496+01:00</atom:updated><title>Il chiostro di Santa Maria</title><description>Il chiostro è un po' il gioiello di Santa Maria de Lluçà. Ha delle caratteristiche curiosissime, cominciando dalla forma asimmetrica, che tende al romboide in uno dei quattro vertici. Risale al XII secolo, ed è stato costruito in stile mudèjar, cioè secondo i canoni dell'architettura araba, così come viene esportata in territori tradizionalmente cristiani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmmlz3cO2I/AAAAAAAABpw/ZP8pFOcW7-M/s1600/IMG_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmmlz3cO2I/AAAAAAAABpw/ZP8pFOcW7-M/s400/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407035996143106914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da quel che ci hanno spiegato, questo capitello raffigura Gilgamesh, personaggio della mitologia persa qui rappresentato con delle lunghe alghe che si fa passare sotto le ascelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlntCraI/AAAAAAAABpo/AhZiYfr8y5M/s1600/IMG_0079.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlntCraI/AAAAAAAABpo/AhZiYfr8y5M/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407035992878263714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel repertorio di capitelli scolpiti. La parte esposta all'esterno si è deteriorata molto più della parte interna, più riparata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlarOdKI/AAAAAAAABpg/Te2ZHfAoRTU/s1600/IMG_0077.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlarOdKI/AAAAAAAABpg/Te2ZHfAoRTU/s400/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407035989380986018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlCwv3EI/AAAAAAAABpY/0_hxeMLlZXw/s1600/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlCwv3EI/AAAAAAAABpY/0_hxeMLlZXw/s400/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407035982961695810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vista generale del chiostro, visto dal vertice asimmetrico del romboide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlEKni3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/xWK-5ljHe74/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmmlEKni3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/xWK-5ljHe74/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407035983338638194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-1569882996490875488?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/il-chiostro-di-santa-maria.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmmlz3cO2I/AAAAAAAABpw/ZP8pFOcW7-M/s72-c/IMG_0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-8611612806471007551</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T21:58:48.238+01:00</atom:updated><title>"La primitiva"</title><description>La Primitiva è l'antico nome della casa che ospita attualmente un ristorante, un piccolo ostello al primo piano e una casa rurale nel sottopiano. Chi li gestisce è Kin, una argentina che vive da quasi vent'anni in Catalogna. È stata lei ad invitarmi a Lluçà per parlare di decrescita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7sjr2YI/AAAAAAAABpI/M5AFy9XdDp4/s1600/IMG_0051.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7sjr2YI/AAAAAAAABpI/M5AFy9XdDp4/s400/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033073603434882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7YOPg2I/AAAAAAAABpA/hiPuiwhmY0g/s1600/IMG_0050.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7YOPg2I/AAAAAAAABpA/hiPuiwhmY0g/s400/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033068144788322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli spazi del ristorante sono bagnati da una luce speciale, che peraltro non mi sono dato il tempo di fotografare come si deve. Da cui si deduce che dovrò farlo in una prossima occasione... Kin l'ha arredato con un buon gusto spigliato e senza troppe formalità, raccogliendo mobili e oggetti da fiere d'antiquariato e altre provenienze più o meno fortuite. Un posto francamente gradevole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7CtsdbI/AAAAAAAABo4/f5yL8RIsqeg/s1600/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7CtsdbI/AAAAAAAABo4/f5yL8RIsqeg/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033062371128754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj67R-EvI/AAAAAAAABow/vDhvDZ8QAJw/s1600/IMG_0040.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj67R-EvI/AAAAAAAABow/vDhvDZ8QAJw/s400/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033060375794418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il cane di stanza a "La Primitiva". Purtroppo non ne ricordo il nome, ma posso assicurare che è una bravissima persona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj6odhb5I/AAAAAAAABoo/-gC4cr3uIaY/s1600/IMG_0055.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj6odhb5I/AAAAAAAABoo/-gC4cr3uIaY/s400/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033055323975570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-8611612806471007551?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-primitiva.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Swmj7sjr2YI/AAAAAAAABpI/M5AFy9XdDp4/s72-c/IMG_0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-4427004728012658482</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T21:47:39.219+01:00</atom:updated><title>"La bauma dels bous"</title><description>Poco distante da "La Primitiva", seguendo un sentiero poco visibile, si arriva ad una specie di cavità naturale, in catalano "bauma", creata dall'erosione di uno strato di pietra friabile sottostante ad un strato di pietra dura, e che veniva utilizzato come riparo per i pastori della zona (da cui il nome "la bauma dels bous", che sarebbero i buoi). Lo spazio utile è parecchio ampio, anche se forse non è facile apprezzarlo dalla foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiIAKW-yI/AAAAAAAABog/ycd9wGey_3Y/s1600/IMG_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiIAKW-yI/AAAAAAAABog/ycd9wGey_3Y/s400/IMG_0056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407031086001093410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiH_6jXfI/AAAAAAAABoY/ifnWMg9hSQM/s1600/IMG_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiH_6jXfI/AAAAAAAABoY/ifnWMg9hSQM/s400/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407031085934796274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa magnifica quercia si trova sul cammino che conduce alla bauma. È un esemplare veramente maestuoso. A sinistra, sullo sfondo, si vede il colle di Lluçà, su cui si trovano le rovine dell'omonimo castello, un tempo roccaforte e punto di avvistamento strategico, già in epoca romana (e sicuramente anche prima).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiHqcQsVI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ktwrGsxLPbw/s1600/IMG_0063.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiHqcQsVI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ktwrGsxLPbw/s400/IMG_0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407031080170598738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-4427004728012658482?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-bauma-dels-bous.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SwmiIAKW-yI/AAAAAAAABog/ycd9wGey_3Y/s72-c/IMG_0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-6645966879554168702</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T07:05:07.900+01:00</atom:updated><title>In visita a Can Cuques</title><description>Can Cuques è la casa di Jaume e Montse, conosciuti l'anno scorso ad una conferenza sulla decrescita. Situata in campagna, a pochi chilometri da Manresa, è la sede operativa dell'associazione Meandre, di cui Jaume è presidente. Sono stato da loro questo fine settimana, e ho ricevuto una accoglienza magnifica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvdpMrmI/AAAAAAAABoI/y3knS5oe1yY/s1600-h/IMG_0087.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvdpMrmI/AAAAAAAABoI/y3knS5oe1yY/s400/IMG_0087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868457325932130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La zona che anticamente era adibita alla lavorazione del vino è stata completamente rinnovata e ora è diventata un magnifico spazio coperto ma parzialmente aperto che permette fare attività di ogni tipo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvBf0DjI/AAAAAAAABoA/1LGPrvgNBDo/s1600-h/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvBf0DjI/AAAAAAAABoA/1LGPrvgNBDo/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868449770376754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gioco d'ombre. Da notare la chiocciola che sta proprio sopra una di queste spirali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvCWdueI/AAAAAAAABn4/KRcLzM9mu_o/s1600-h/IMG_0053.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvCWdueI/AAAAAAAABn4/KRcLzM9mu_o/s400/IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868449999600098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Can Cuques non mancano i galletti. Eccone due...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKu2ckB-I/AAAAAAAABnw/wxlZjqcfuYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0050.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKu2ckB-I/AAAAAAAABnw/wxlZjqcfuYQ/s400/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868446803953634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKuvEWd8I/AAAAAAAABno/2Szp2WpAE2U/s1600-h/IMG_0086.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKuvEWd8I/AAAAAAAABno/2Szp2WpAE2U/s400/IMG_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868444823353282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-6645966879554168702?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-visita-can-cuques.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdKvdpMrmI/AAAAAAAABoI/y3knS5oe1yY/s72-c/IMG_0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-4556775053898268410</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T23:46:57.098+01:00</atom:updated><title>Interni a Can Cuques</title><description>A Can Cuques abbiamo fatto un pranzo buonissimo con molta compagnia, ma io ho fatto solo una foto delle melagrane che abbiamo sgranato con Jaume mentre chiaccheravamo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJrJu3TRI/AAAAAAAABnY/h9b5jX0-0Fs/s1600-h/IMG_0058.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJrJu3TRI/AAAAAAAABnY/h9b5jX0-0Fs/s400/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401867283749883154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi dia una bottiglia di luce, per favore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJrOVFXII/AAAAAAAABnQ/O325VBiOJaw/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJrOVFXII/AAAAAAAABnQ/O325VBiOJaw/s400/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401867284983929986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-4556775053898268410?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/interni-can-cuques.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJrJu3TRI/AAAAAAAABnY/h9b5jX0-0Fs/s72-c/IMG_0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-7181660732361375472</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T23:42:35.555+01:00</atom:updated><title>Alba con Montserrat sul fondo</title><description>Tre immagini scattate all'alba di domenica da Can Cuques, con Montserrat sullo sfondo.&lt;br /&gt;Senza parole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFh9AScI/AAAAAAAABnI/mhTfSfyOviY/s1600-h/IMG_0075.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFh9AScI/AAAAAAAABnI/mhTfSfyOviY/s400/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401866637416614338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFpF_ygI/AAAAAAAABnA/k8EQtryfwh0/s1600-h/IMG_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFpF_ygI/AAAAAAAABnA/k8EQtryfwh0/s400/IMG_0076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401866639333378562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFXhL13I/AAAAAAAABm4/f_6Pdgu5AZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 60px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFXhL13I/AAAAAAAABm4/f_6Pdgu5AZ0/s400/IMG_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401866634615576434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-7181660732361375472?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/alba-con-montserrat-sul-fondo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdJFh9AScI/AAAAAAAABnI/mhTfSfyOviY/s72-c/IMG_0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-4810451903333228349</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T07:07:19.132+01:00</atom:updated><title>Girona, variazioni sul tema</title><description>Dal Montjuïc di Girona, le viste verso la città includono inevitabilmente la cattedrale, sant Narcís e, più in basso, sant Pere de Gallagant. Sabato mattina ho fatto alcuni tentativi per trovare il luogo e il momento più interessante per scattare una foto...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHmS3tQMI/AAAAAAAABmw/LzjpssoxDAY/s1600-h/IMG_0005.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHmS3tQMI/AAAAAAAABmw/LzjpssoxDAY/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401865001280291010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHatT-EMI/AAAAAAAABmY/gOUH8Li6mvk/s1600-h/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHatT-EMI/AAAAAAAABmY/gOUH8Li6mvk/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401864802219724994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHaZ9ZlfI/AAAAAAAABmQ/Pnl22LhcM8g/s1600-h/IMG_0007.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHaZ9ZlfI/AAAAAAAABmQ/Pnl22LhcM8g/s400/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401864797024785906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHah7FFeI/AAAAAAAABmg/-nQmnCDmXPE/s1600-h/IMG_0006.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHah7FFeI/AAAAAAAABmg/-nQmnCDmXPE/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401864799162537442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHaVqsr6I/AAAAAAAABmI/vjs0txYTyrA/s1600-h/IMG_0017.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHaVqsr6I/AAAAAAAABmI/vjs0txYTyrA/s400/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401864795872604066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-4810451903333228349?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/girona-variazioni-sul-tema.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdHmS3tQMI/AAAAAAAABmw/LzjpssoxDAY/s72-c/IMG_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-910365442668015690</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T07:08:37.450+01:00</atom:updated><title>La valle di Sant Daniel</title><description>La valle di Sant Daniel è il parco extraurbano di Girona. Praticamente attaccato alla città, almeno nel suo inizio, diventa rapidamente uno spazio rurale, a pochi minuti di cammino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1XKWEeI/AAAAAAAABmA/LoeU-Ybd110/s1600-h/IMG_0018.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1XKWEeI/AAAAAAAABmA/LoeU-Ybd110/s400/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401861961595359714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi è piaciuto vedere questi cartelli che specificano i nomi catalani di alberi e arbusti, rispettivamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1bmdheI/AAAAAAAABl4/I6dOQvxuFjk/s1600-h/IMG_0020.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1bmdheI/AAAAAAAABl4/I6dOQvxuFjk/s400/IMG_0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401861962787030498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1Hrl8NI/AAAAAAAABlw/y6pxEVsP0eA/s1600-h/IMG_0038.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1Hrl8NI/AAAAAAAABlw/y6pxEVsP0eA/s400/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401861957439844562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE0wQ5SCI/AAAAAAAABlo/EG31JQxx1zo/s1600-h/IMG_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE0wQ5SCI/AAAAAAAABlo/EG31JQxx1zo/s400/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401861951153850402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa è una scultura che troneggia alla fine di un viadotto della variante che taglia a metà la valle. Nonostante le mobilizzazioni popolari, la strada l'hanno fatta lo stesso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE0koQwYI/AAAAAAAABlg/cqDargsXhEI/s1600-h/IMG_0042.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE0koQwYI/AAAAAAAABlg/cqDargsXhEI/s400/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401861948030632322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-910365442668015690?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-valle-di-sant-daniel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdE1XKWEeI/AAAAAAAABmA/LoeU-Ybd110/s72-c/IMG_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-6786063696026948098</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T23:21:26.271+01:00</atom:updated><title>Appunti vegetali</title><description>Anche gli alberi hanno i loro ripensamenti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDVZiFOgI/AAAAAAAABlY/IZYdVfXPjrM/s1600-h/IMG_0023.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDVZiFOgI/AAAAAAAABlY/IZYdVfXPjrM/s400/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401860312964348418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono momenti in cui ci si sente mancare il terreno sotto i piedi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDVNJpAwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/fXvePuOMwJk/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDVNJpAwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/fXvePuOMwJk/s400/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401860309640610562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una pianta di kaki in una casa ora abbandonata. Tanto belli i colori come buono il sapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDUzlgptI/AAAAAAAABlI/kQwhNWhuRBI/s1600-h/IMG_0044.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDUzlgptI/AAAAAAAABlI/kQwhNWhuRBI/s400/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401860302778181330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDUzRcnPI/AAAAAAAABlA/cW5czf6ERFc/s1600-h/IMG_0045.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDUzRcnPI/AAAAAAAABlA/cW5czf6ERFc/s400/IMG_0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401860302694030578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDUqZrVBI/AAAAAAAABk4/rR0NJXMI3ZU/s1600-h/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDUqZrVBI/AAAAAAAABk4/rR0NJXMI3ZU/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401860300312630290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-6786063696026948098?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/appunti-vegetali.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdDVZiFOgI/AAAAAAAABlY/IZYdVfXPjrM/s72-c/IMG_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-7363117060191083497</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T23:14:50.149+01:00</atom:updated><title>Dalla torre di Sant Miquel</title><description>La passeggiata di sabato mattina alla valle di Sant Daniel si è conclusa alla torre di Sant Miquel, in un promontorio dal quale si gode di una vista a 360º, che ho cercato di riprodurre con i mezzi di cui disponevo.In casi come questo, è proprio vero che l'emozione non si può spiegare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdCKSx4agI/AAAAAAAABkw/VYXL3QxOXm0/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdCKSx4agI/AAAAAAAABkw/VYXL3QxOXm0/s400/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401859022661380610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non dimenticatevi di ingrandire questa foto, sennò non si vede proprio niente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdCKJtlpQI/AAAAAAAABko/lNvhFGqfEjo/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 30px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdCKJtlpQI/AAAAAAAABko/lNvhFGqfEjo/s400/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401859020227454210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-7363117060191083497?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/dalla-torre-di-sant-miquel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SvdCKSx4agI/AAAAAAAABkw/VYXL3QxOXm0/s72-c/IMG_0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-2909490953437411022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 19:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:18:33.430+01:00</atom:updated><title>Prime luci a Girona, nel giorno dei santi</title><description>Quando sono uscito stamattina per fare foto, le pochissime persone che ho incontrato tornavano dalla festa durata tutta la notte. Mattina di Totsants, un festa importante per la città di Girona. Volevo fare molte fotografie e invece ho lasciato la macchina  inavvertitamente accesa tutta la notte e mi sono trovato, nel momento della necessità, con la batteria scarica. Ho potuto fare soltanto degli scatti più o meno di fortuna, dall'alto delle muraglie della città. Le albe, non c'è dubbio, sono sempre magiche. Peccato, come dice Benigni, che le facciano così presto...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3dwAfCcVI/AAAAAAAABkc/eC4Fplf5Jt4/s1600-h/IMG_0039.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3dwAfCcVI/AAAAAAAABkc/eC4Fplf5Jt4/s400/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399215345120735570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3dv_q2RNI/AAAAAAAABkU/CmCrA51aHiA/s1600-h/IMG_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3dv_q2RNI/AAAAAAAABkU/CmCrA51aHiA/s400/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399215344901833938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-2909490953437411022?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/prime-luci-girona-nel-giorno-dei-santi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3dwAfCcVI/AAAAAAAABkc/eC4Fplf5Jt4/s72-c/IMG_0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-8966552352329709569</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:24:18.866+01:00</atom:updated><title>Girona: Tre scorci</title><description>Anche queste foto sono fatte con la batteria scarica, cioè alla cieca. Non avevo energia per vedere l'inquadratura nel visore, nè verificare il tempo di esposizione, etc. Per giunta, se non mi sbrigavo a scattare, la macchina si spegneva da sola. Quindi ho fatto quel che ho potuto. Pochi scatti mal riusciti. Dovrò rifarmi in una prossima occasione. Ecco una simpatica pubblicità-progresso ante litteram: "Per rispetto alla città, non sporcate la parete". Sicuramente hanno trovato un modo pulito per dirlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cy0_C7mI/AAAAAAAABkM/CjHfqCHp_ss/s1600-h/IMG_0044.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cy0_C7mI/AAAAAAAABkM/CjHfqCHp_ss/s400/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214294061739618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale scalinate della cattedrale, uno scorcio del campanile di sant Feliu, davanti al quale si può vedere l'angelo trombettiere, che sta diventando uno dei simboli della città.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cy1miVLI/AAAAAAAABkE/6e3acR2KGrU/s1600-h/IMG_0045.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cy1miVLI/AAAAAAAABkE/6e3acR2KGrU/s400/IMG_0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214294227375282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dal colle di Montjuïch si gode di bellissime viste su cattedrale, sant Feliu e il parco della Devesa. In primo piano, in basso, si scorge un dettaglio del campanile della chiesa di Sant Pere, attualmente sede del museo Archeologico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cythoFSI/AAAAAAAABj8/t1TxZGcpM9k/s1600-h/IMG_0046.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cythoFSI/AAAAAAAABj8/t1TxZGcpM9k/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214292059297058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-8966552352329709569?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/girona-tre-scorci.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3cy0_C7mI/AAAAAAAABkM/CjHfqCHp_ss/s72-c/IMG_0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-2681991515209172122</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:06:10.372+01:00</atom:updated><title>A Girona: lettere sfuse</title><description>Sono stato a Girona, ospite da Carme Renedo, nel fine settimana della festa de Totsants, che a Girona, almeno quest'anno, coincide con la fine delle feste di San Narciso, patrono della città. Sono stato un fotografo negligente, in parte per disguidi tecnici. Diciamo che non ho fotografato niente di ciò che è tipico in questi giorni. Ho preferito uscire a passaggiare di mattina presto, quando non c'è ancora nessuno, e per il resto ho preferito guardare che fotografare. Della quantità impressionante di gente che circolava per le strade non c'è traccia. Peccato. Sarà per un'altra volta.&lt;br /&gt;Queste "lettere molli" (alla stregua degli orologi di Dalí) sono opera di un artista locale di Girona e si trovano davanti all'edificio dell'ex-ospedale, restaurato di recente e trasformato nella nuova sede della delegazione del Governo della Generalitat a Girona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3av6h4DAI/AAAAAAAABjs/w7RK0DNxKo4/s1600-h/IMG_0035.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3av6h4DAI/AAAAAAAABjs/w7RK0DNxKo4/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399212044987141122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3awBHTXpI/AAAAAAAABj0/jwVemuL0Wy8/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3awBHTXpI/AAAAAAAABj0/jwVemuL0Wy8/s400/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399212046754733714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-2681991515209172122?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/11/girona-lettere-sfuse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/Su3av6h4DAI/AAAAAAAABjs/w7RK0DNxKo4/s72-c/IMG_0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-2542645443926376154</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T16:52:54.874+01:00</atom:updated><title>Panoramiche a Castelsardo</title><description>Per favore, ingrandite le immagini. Entrate almeno un po' dentro a questi spazi aperti sul mare, che sono uno dei regali più straordinari che offre Castelsardo. Bevetevi questo azzurro ipnotico, volate tra questi codazzi di nuvole che testimoniano della libertà tremenda del maestrale. Un proverbio polacco dice: lo stomaco ha bisogno di quiete e l'anima di spazi. Come vedete, Castelsardo fa bene all'anima. E ancor più quando hai la fortuna, come è capitato a me, di partecipare al festival "Controcaos", che si è svolto in questa cittadina della costiera nord della Sardegna dal 15 al 18 ottobre. Per me, una grande esperienza, segnata soprattutto dall'incontro con persone speciali, che spero non scompaiano dalla mia vita tanto facilmente come vi sono entrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXo59v4I/AAAAAAAABjc/b_aUjCtRzis/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 72px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXo59v4I/AAAAAAAABjc/b_aUjCtRzis/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396324310404939650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXsYYI5I/AAAAAAAABjU/I37M-mLQ0VY/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXsYYI5I/AAAAAAAABjU/I37M-mLQ0VY/s400/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396324311337804690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, qui sotto, l'alba del primo giorno a Castelsardo (anzi, diciamo un quarto d'ora prima...). Mi è piaciuto molto condividere questa passione per il sorgere e tramontare del sole con Giusi Quarenghi, di cui avevo intravisto alcuni libri e sentito qualche intervento poetico (per esempio, qualche giorno prima, a Cagliari, al festival di Tuttestorie) ma che ancora conoscevo pochissimo. E devo dire che la distanza ravvicinata delle colazioni, dei pranzi e delle cene ha dato adito ad una sorprendente condivisione di complicità elementari, dal cibo in su. Anche questo un lusso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXYFaQVI/AAAAAAAABjM/IxIf2R408I0/s1600-h/IMG_0089_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXYFaQVI/AAAAAAAABjM/IxIf2R408I0/s400/IMG_0089_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396324305889542482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXDGiTiI/AAAAAAAABjE/jaVGSP-wf1E/s1600-h/IMG_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXDGiTiI/AAAAAAAABjE/jaVGSP-wf1E/s400/IMG_0113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396324300257119778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-2542645443926376154?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/panoramiche-castelsardo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOYXo59v4I/AAAAAAAABjc/b_aUjCtRzis/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-718371763426363305</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T13:35:07.150+01:00</atom:updated><title>Dettagli in paese</title><description>Immagini scattate a Castelsardo, nel mio vagabondare da turista, senza una meta precisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUeGkYKhI/AAAAAAAABiU/8CL_a_W_V3c/s1600-h/IMG_0045.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUeGkYKhI/AAAAAAAABiU/8CL_a_W_V3c/s400/IMG_0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396320023400163858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUd1-S8-I/AAAAAAAABiM/NugPohRm8NQ/s1600-h/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUd1-S8-I/AAAAAAAABiM/NugPohRm8NQ/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396320018945471458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUdvLMhvI/AAAAAAAABiE/zPmwL1pKvyI/s1600-h/IMG_0101.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUdvLMhvI/AAAAAAAABiE/zPmwL1pKvyI/s400/IMG_0101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396320017120528114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUdVenxTI/AAAAAAAABh8/iIsDe3vwQtw/s1600-h/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUdVenxTI/AAAAAAAABh8/iIsDe3vwQtw/s400/IMG_0109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396320010222683442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUdJmG3KI/AAAAAAAABh0/5Umq4ZhgIik/s1600-h/IMG_0054.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUdJmG3KI/AAAAAAAABh0/5Umq4ZhgIik/s400/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396320007032855714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-718371763426363305?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/dettagli-in-paese.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOUeGkYKhI/AAAAAAAABiU/8CL_a_W_V3c/s72-c/IMG_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-3568072871159061981</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 23:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T23:31:17.362+01:00</atom:updated><title>Castelsardo | Viste sul mare</title><description>Queste sono, probabilmente, le cartoline della città che mi sarebbe piaciuto trovare nei numerosi negozi di souvenir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVl6iPhLI/AAAAAAAABi8/q0fa8wUY8tU/s1600-h/IMG_0108.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVl6iPhLI/AAAAAAAABi8/q0fa8wUY8tU/s400/IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396321257120564402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlvsD9FI/AAAAAAAABi0/g3FVTyQSumE/s1600-h/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlvsD9FI/AAAAAAAABi0/g3FVTyQSumE/s400/IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396321254208959570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlVNItAI/AAAAAAAABis/RIqRyKlCrR0/s1600-h/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlVNItAI/AAAAAAAABis/RIqRyKlCrR0/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396321247099925506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlQ9nfYI/AAAAAAAABik/EFN3f_OdgG0/s1600-h/IMG_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlQ9nfYI/AAAAAAAABik/EFN3f_OdgG0/s400/IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396321245961092482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un discorso a parte merita quest'ultima immagine, in una giornata particolare, per il clima sia esterno che interno, che mi ha portato a scrivere le parole che seguono:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlFBL4SI/AAAAAAAABic/Ba1yaGaevqs/s1600-h/IMG_0042.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVlFBL4SI/AAAAAAAABic/Ba1yaGaevqs/s400/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396321242754834722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei farti vedere&lt;br /&gt;questo mare di pietra&lt;br /&gt;compatto,&lt;br /&gt;di un grigio&lt;br /&gt;inaudito,&lt;br /&gt;duro come un dolore sordo&lt;br /&gt;senza parole&lt;br /&gt;nè tenerezza&lt;br /&gt;per sciogliersi.&lt;br /&gt;Un mare come un cuore&lt;br /&gt;sconfinato,&lt;br /&gt;irraggiungibile,&lt;br /&gt;chiuso in un mutismo&lt;br /&gt;che il fragore delle onde&lt;br /&gt;sulla spiaggia&lt;br /&gt;in fondo&lt;br /&gt;a malapena&lt;br /&gt;sa dire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-3568072871159061981?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/castelsardo-viste-sul-mare.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuOVl6iPhLI/AAAAAAAABi8/q0fa8wUY8tU/s72-c/IMG_0108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-7672583474635182741</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T15:39:04.999+02:00</atom:updated><title>Gek in azione</title><description>Queste immagini sono puramente simboliche. Voglio dire che non hanno alcuna possibilità di rendere l'idea di ciò che è stato lo spettacolo di animazione di Gek Tessaro, che ha riempito di meraviglia, risate e —perchè non dirlo— commozione a tutti coloro che l'anno visto, a Controcaos in quel di Castelsardo. Non avevo mai sospettato che una lavagna luminosa potesse essere uno strumento così potente per trasmettere emozioni ed inventare mondi. Accompagnato dalla musica, Gek faceva muovere e ballare i suoi personaggi, accompagnando l'azione scenica —se così si può dire— con delle filastrocche in rima baciata recitate a memoria. Le cose più belle erano così rapide che diventavano irriproducibili per una macchina fotografica che ha rinunciato al flash (nella prima immagine l'effetto movimento era inevitabile, perchè i personaggi ballavano come indemoniati). In sintesi, una miscela di irresistibile ironia e di creatività poetica, come da molto tempo non ne trovavo messe insieme. Ho vissuto momenti di pura e semplice felicità, non scherzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZhFCcYI/AAAAAAAABhs/Uwx6L-mqqjU/s1600-h/IMG_0018.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZhFCcYI/AAAAAAAABhs/Uwx6L-mqqjU/s400/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396157216896217474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZcAN5GI/AAAAAAAABhk/EXw7rvfcfrc/s1600-h/IMG_0019.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZcAN5GI/AAAAAAAABhk/EXw7rvfcfrc/s400/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396157215533818978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZexGgtI/AAAAAAAABhc/52yCoH4NPKs/s1600-h/IMG_0021.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZexGgtI/AAAAAAAABhc/52yCoH4NPKs/s400/IMG_0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396157216275727058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZIN14wI/AAAAAAAABhU/lc88-7FYkAg/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZIN14wI/AAAAAAAABhU/lc88-7FYkAg/s400/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396157210222256898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAY--sowI/AAAAAAAABhM/KNRiDPIiaBw/s1600-h/IMG_0025.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAY--sowI/AAAAAAAABhM/KNRiDPIiaBw/s400/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396157207742817026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-7672583474635182741?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/gek-in-azione.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuMAZhFCcYI/AAAAAAAABhs/Uwx6L-mqqjU/s72-c/IMG_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-5219806822875303117</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T09:55:40.411+01:00</atom:updated><title>Reading di "Accabadora", e incontro con Michela Murgia</title><description>In questo festival ho potuto assistere soltanto a uno dei reading previsti dal programma, con relativo incontro con autore o autrice, momenti che sono sempre tra quelli di maggiori interesse in un festival di creatività e letteratura. Venerdì sera, infatti, mi sono perso (accidenti a me) la lettura della Contessa di ricotta, di Milena Agus, e il colloquio tra l'autrice ed Enrico Euli, che secondo tutti i racconti ha fatto faville. Ha potuto di più il mio eccesso di zelo nel voler concludere il lavoro sui murales, a cui non avevo potuto partecipare il mattino.&lt;br /&gt;Quindi non ho metri di paragone per valutare l'incontro con Michela Murgia, autrice di cui ancora non avevo letto niente. Insomma le mie orecchie erano vergini della sua prosa quando, la sera del sabato, ascoltavo la lettura di una selezione di pagine del suo recente "Accabadora", pubblicato da Einaudi. Mi ha impressionato il libro (quantomeno l'assaggio) e ancor più l'autrice. Che ha condotto tutto il colloquio da sola, raccontandosi in un modo enormemente sensibile, intelligente e concreto. Poi ho avuto la ventura di condividere con lei alcuni pasti, di parlare e ascoltare e scherzare e ridere insieme al resto degli invitati in momenti di disimpegno apparente. Sono diventato perfino, durante qualche ora, il suo autista di fiducia per le viuzze di Castelsardo. Previlegi enormi per una prima volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuRtZ0RURyI/AAAAAAAABjk/FRBgLUcX_ko/s1600-h/IMG_0026.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuRtZ0RURyI/AAAAAAAABjk/FRBgLUcX_ko/s400/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396558543792129826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-5219806822875303117?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/reading-di-accabbadora-e-incontro-con.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuRtZ0RURyI/AAAAAAAABjk/FRBgLUcX_ko/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-7174593934094461282</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T16:22:00.344+01:00</atom:updated><title>Laboratorio per bambini di Gek e Francesco</title><description>Gek Tessaro (nella prima foto, sulla destra, quasi di schiena) e Francesco Chiacchio (lui in piedi, con la barba, dalla parte opposta) sono due straordinari illustratori con cui ho avuto la fortuna di condividere l'esperienza del festival di Castelsardo. Insieme hanno organizzato un laboratorio per bambini da cui, nel giro di due ore, è venuta fuori una magnifica galleria di personaggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3dC7zlI/AAAAAAAABhE/xoTK7Dy-YxU/s1600-h/IMG_0064.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3dC7zlI/AAAAAAAABhE/xoTK7Dy-YxU/s400/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155532186472018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3HjuArI/AAAAAAAABg8/TGSH4XLgWFM/s1600-h/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3HjuArI/AAAAAAAABg8/TGSH4XLgWFM/s400/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155526418399922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3Pim6LI/AAAAAAAABg0/7nKjNeYPq58/s1600-h/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3Pim6LI/AAAAAAAABg0/7nKjNeYPq58/s400/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155528561223858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-2zfxyvI/AAAAAAAABgs/jGkMXIadL7c/s1600-h/IMG_0058.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-2zfxyvI/AAAAAAAABgs/jGkMXIadL7c/s400/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155521033161458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-2l-ejkI/AAAAAAAABgk/9s8fsmmtBog/s1600-h/IMG_0055.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-2l-ejkI/AAAAAAAABgk/9s8fsmmtBog/s400/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396155517403827778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-7174593934094461282?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/laboratorio-per-bambini-di-gek-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL-3dC7zlI/AAAAAAAABhE/xoTK7Dy-YxU/s72-c/IMG_0064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-3623471689497000485</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T15:17:29.277+02:00</atom:updated><title>Personaggi e autori</title><description>Ecco una carrellata veloce di altri personaggi realizzati nel laboratorio di Gek Tessaro e Francesco Chiacchio (nella foto). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9E3pemzI/AAAAAAAABgU/4i15vNA4C4I/s1600-h/IMG_0060_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9E3pemzI/AAAAAAAABgU/4i15vNA4C4I/s400/IMG_0060_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396153563642501938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alcuni casi si scorge anche l'autore (o autrice) del manufatto, come nel caso di Bianca, peraltro un po' mossa (sono gli inconvenienti di non usare il flash!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9FN5HxzI/AAAAAAAABgc/dGvbKFlxeLI/s1600-h/IMG_0061.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9FN5HxzI/AAAAAAAABgc/dGvbKFlxeLI/s400/IMG_0061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396153569613694770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il personaggio realizzato da Giusi Quarenghi (della quale si vede anche il piedino...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9E53wnqI/AAAAAAAABgM/VlPLvNNqxec/s1600-h/IMG_0063.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9E53wnqI/AAAAAAAABgM/VlPLvNNqxec/s400/IMG_0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396153564239273634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non posso evitare di riconoscermi un po' in questo gallo mezzo spennato e starnazzante, di autore (da me) sconosciuto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9Epiy2fI/AAAAAAAABgE/cA1k754_mlQ/s1600-h/IMG_0062.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9Epiy2fI/AAAAAAAABgE/cA1k754_mlQ/s400/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396153559856372210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9EccGP-I/AAAAAAAABf8/_Ra4skHpXLA/s1600-h/IMG_0059.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9EccGP-I/AAAAAAAABf8/_Ra4skHpXLA/s400/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396153556338622434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-3623471689497000485?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/personaggi-e-autori.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL9E3pemzI/AAAAAAAABgU/4i15vNA4C4I/s72-c/IMG_0060_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-6463108888376448387</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T15:09:21.490+02:00</atom:updated><title>Enrico in palestra, Giovanni in aula magna</title><description>Immagini dei laboratori di sabato mattina al liceo di Lubagnu. Io ho assistito a quello di Enrico Euli, sul tema della nonviolenza, un argomento forse troppo ostico per un pubblico che non era nè preparato nè del tutto volontario. Prima della ricreazione si è riuscito anche a far qualcosa con tutto il gruppo (vedi prima immagine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7Xb8uOTI/AAAAAAAABf0/C_qYZDqINRI/s1600-h/IMG_0009.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7Xb8uOTI/AAAAAAAABf0/C_qYZDqINRI/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396151683601283378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo la ricreazione, però, è stato molto difficile recuperare il clima e la concentrazione, come si può vedere dalle altre tre immagini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7XOmV1_I/AAAAAAAABfs/fqetD_LHKRI/s1600-h/IMG_0012.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7XOmV1_I/AAAAAAAABfs/fqetD_LHKRI/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396151680017750002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7W291ZiI/AAAAAAAABfk/k7vYrxVSNC8/s1600-h/IMG_0014.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7W291ZiI/AAAAAAAABfk/k7vYrxVSNC8/s400/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396151673673836066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7WsdD_WI/AAAAAAAABfc/lbvLn_4gSDs/s1600-h/IMG_0015.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7WsdD_WI/AAAAAAAABfc/lbvLn_4gSDs/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396151670852025698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il laboratorio dell'Allegretti ma non troppo, invece, è andato liscio e senza intoppi. Io, però, sono riuscito a fare soltanto questa foto (che, in realtà, è un montaggio di due).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7Wio8naI/AAAAAAAABfU/l1yYxarT5Ds/s1600-h/IMG_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7Wio8naI/AAAAAAAABfU/l1yYxarT5Ds/s400/IMG_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396151668217519522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-6463108888376448387?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/enrico-in-palestra-giovanni-in-aula.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL7Xb8uOTI/AAAAAAAABf0/C_qYZDqINRI/s72-c/IMG_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-6500645130823614776</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T15:01:40.209+02:00</atom:updated><title>Cose di chiesa</title><description>Le prime tre immagini corrispondono alla chiesa di Santa Maria, dove la prima sera abbiamo ascoltato la confraternita locale che interpretava dei canti tipici della settimana santa, con un coro rigidamente per soli uomini, un'approssimazione del canto a tenores applicato alla musica sacra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5skkk9MI/AAAAAAAABfM/QeAJdh6Cf4g/s1600-h/IMG_0082.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5skkk9MI/AAAAAAAABfM/QeAJdh6Cf4g/s400/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149847669929154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5sV093kI/AAAAAAAABfE/OvrOWm1EOvM/s1600-h/IMG_0083.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5sV093kI/AAAAAAAABfE/OvrOWm1EOvM/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149843712138818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo braccio ligneo sporgeva del muro senza troppi complimenti. Quel che si suol dire reggere candela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5sES8-XI/AAAAAAAABe8/U9PvGxFxmhk/s1600-h/IMG_0084.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5sES8-XI/AAAAAAAABe8/U9PvGxFxmhk/s400/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149839006071154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ultime due foto sono della cattedrale: il coro anch'esso in legno e un'immagine con il pulpito da cui viene la predica (interessante vedere la posizione degli angeli, uno sopra l'altro, tipo saltimbanchi) e l'interessantissimo organo d'epoca, a quanto pare fuori combattimento e attualmente soltanto decorativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5sH2_tEI/AAAAAAAABe0/sxRUSOPA0PA/s1600-h/IMG_0072.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5sH2_tEI/AAAAAAAABe0/sxRUSOPA0PA/s400/IMG_0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149839962551362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5r7KvGSI/AAAAAAAABes/a5sTFOM0BOM/s1600-h/IMG_0073.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5r7KvGSI/AAAAAAAABes/a5sTFOM0BOM/s400/IMG_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149836555688226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-6500645130823614776?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/cose-di-chiesa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuL5skkk9MI/AAAAAAAABfM/QeAJdh6Cf4g/s72-c/IMG_0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32448357.post-8228418364211583790</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 09:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T11:13:17.787+02:00</atom:updated><title>Casa Zapata</title><description>Casa Zapata è stata una delle sorprese di questo viaggio. È una casa della nobiltà spagnola in stanza a Barumini, dove di recente, in occasione di alcuni lavori di consolidazione strutturale, si è scoperta la presenza di un complesso nuragico sotto al pavimento della casa. Un connubio veramente singolare, che è stato direi magnificamente reso fruibile da un intervento architettonico a mio criterio notevole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDT4ajzkI/AAAAAAAABek/LTCV4t0gCTE/s1600-h/IMG_0057.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDT4ajzkI/AAAAAAAABek/LTCV4t0gCTE/s400/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090049871990338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa è l'unica immagine in cui si intravvedono gli amici, anche se in piccolo. Purtroppo sono un po' restio alle classiche foto di gruppo. Poi, però, ne sento la mancanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTrZyVXI/AAAAAAAABec/_TlDGgizAfI/s1600-h/IMG_0058.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTrZyVXI/AAAAAAAABec/_TlDGgizAfI/s400/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090046379087218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il blasone dei Zapata, con tre scarpette, come da copione (ma poi, perchè tre? le scarpe non vanno per paia?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTjitvyI/AAAAAAAABeU/IleHpXRN1cg/s1600-h/IMG_0059.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTjitvyI/AAAAAAAABeU/IleHpXRN1cg/s400/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090044269051682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purtroppo scatto sempre a mano libera e senza flash, e negli interni è difficile che i risultati siano decenti. Se non altro, si può immaginare qualcosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTa4u2zI/AAAAAAAABeM/QKyh1JFG2IQ/s1600-h/IMG_0061.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/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTa4u2zI/AAAAAAAABeM/QKyh1JFG2IQ/s400/IMG_0061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090041945479986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTMXdf5I/AAAAAAAABeE/PqxkmocXCSc/s1600-h/IMG_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDTMXdf5I/AAAAAAAABeE/PqxkmocXCSc/s400/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090038047834002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32448357-8228418364211583790?l=immaginimie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://immaginimie.blogspot.com/2009/10/casa-zapata.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stefano)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yllm4Z7oFLs/SuLDT4ajzkI/AAAAAAAABek/LTCV4t0gCTE/s72-c/IMG_0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>