... always feels like a promising fresh start, like writing the first words in a unused, immaculate notebook. A vida passada a limpo - é isso.
Iizuna, Nagano, 22 November 2008
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When we see the beauty of the snow, when we see the beauty of the full moon, when we see the beauty of the cherries in bloom, when in short we brush against and are awakened by the beauty of the four seasons, it is then that we think most of those close to us, and want them to share the pleasure. (Yasunari Kawabata)
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Great blog, i like the photos very much.
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