<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654</id><updated>2012-01-22T12:33:29.716+14:00</updated><title type='text'>OS PASTORES DO TEMPO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-1894892017212999463</id><published>2011-07-07T07:12:00.002+14:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T07:21:08.691+14:00</updated><title type='text'>riposo su Alentejo</title><summary type='text'>

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.___________________I miei luoghi di riposo in Alentejo
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.immagini e testi con diritti d' autori di Betty Branco Martins

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/1894892017212999463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/1894892017212999463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/riposo-su-alentejo.html' title='riposo su Alentejo'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0Jms_cTYgs/ThSSAMAV9FI/AAAAAAAADBw/yVyELQ8DzyU/s72-c/o+meu+recanto4.alentejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-8353852546119750475</id><published>2011-06-28T12:11:00.002+14:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:36:43.014+14:00</updated><title type='text'>Alentejo...</title><summary type='text'>
._____________e mi manchi - amore miotu mi manchi come quando cerco dio


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.e in assenza di te

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...tu mi manchi amore mio Il dolore è forte come un lungo addio...





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.immagini e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/8353852546119750475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/8353852546119750475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2011/06/alentejo_28.html' title='Alentejo...'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OK_NQtqlT7U/Tgj6OhUbwgI/AAAAAAAADBE/Xdaz1_9a0AI/s72-c/bettymeujardim24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-4155770037071131306</id><published>2011-06-27T14:40:00.000+14:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:40:05.032+14:00</updated><title type='text'>Alentejo</title><summary type='text'>

_______________nous ne savons pas ressusciter les corps - mais nous commençons à savoir ressusciter les rêves
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.immagini e testi con diritti d' autori di Betty Branco Martins </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/4155770037071131306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/4155770037071131306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2011/06/alentejo.html' title='Alentejo'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsKh2LqcBZ4/TgfP6B4T-vI/AAAAAAAADAg/Ang7Pt3OvoM/s72-c/DSC02065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-7793337667762049043</id><published>2010-11-17T09:11:00.002+14:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T09:18:40.717+14:00</updated><title type='text'>il silenzio dei pastori del tempo_____________________</title><summary type='text'>


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.immagini e testi con diritti d' autori di Betty Branco Martins </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/7793337667762049043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/7793337667762049043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2010/11/il-silenzio.html' title='il silenzio dei pastori del tempo_____________________'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/TOLO7Wx4ZhI/AAAAAAAAC6I/DxuhKqS9kEg/s72-c/giardino3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-7855914920242562586</id><published>2010-03-13T09:55:00.004+14:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:09:15.787+14:00</updated><title type='text'>sempre_______________o mio giardino</title><summary type='text'>

._______________________nuoto contro il flusso di profumo







///____________________spazio che è la metà si apre di fronte a colori.che il rosso di consegna









.__________________________il dolore che si sente dentro le rocce...





ansiosa attesa.musicisti immortalioffrire i brani_________________...







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.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/7855914920242562586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/7855914920242562586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='sempre_______________o mio giardino'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/S5qEgwHazjI/AAAAAAAAC1c/cXGv3vG26Vc/s72-c/bettypastoresveneza.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-3172204388508238897</id><published>2009-11-28T07:06:00.317+14:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T12:21:30.582+14:00</updated><title type='text'>_________________io ed il mio giardino________...</title><summary type='text'>

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///___________________come gocce di cielosulle tue labbra.tu sei vivaed io vivoe ti guardo


._________________///___________non c'è nulla che sfioriil tuo corpo per farlo tremare_________///...

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piccole gocce </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/3172204388508238897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/3172204388508238897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='_________________io ed il mio giardino________...'/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/SxcWUWs4S5I/AAAAAAAACug/xBB2qEOuaVY/s72-c/bettyitalia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-5632982591261057524</id><published>2009-10-10T09:11:00.166+14:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:18:37.929+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

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.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/5632982591261057524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/5632982591261057524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/Ss-MjqYKJhI/AAAAAAAACjY/pBafIYKGcZQ/s72-c/bettyjardimcato.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-634801201128693285</id><published>2009-09-08T05:55:00.011+14:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:19:52.370+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> ..._________________l' leccio - Natale da crescere nel mio giardino

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[.immagini e testi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/634801201128693285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/634801201128693285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/SqUypoAmnaI/AAAAAAAACeg/1EcuI9lfZxo/s72-c/bettyazinhojardim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-2998448719921990562</id><published>2009-08-27T07:36:00.015+14:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:22:04.630+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> {.___il mio giardino}

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.capolaboro - che d' artisti innumerevoli hanno creato finché allevia su loro il mondo con le loro critiche molto distruttive. Intellettuali - poeti hanno tolto d' a l' interno di lui – meglio - nel disprezzo ed in l' humiliation - nato i testi più bellezze. questo sono stato ricercatori di diamanti d' ma nel suolo della sua intelligenza

...________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/2998448719921990562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/2998448719921990562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/Spbc1_7lDYI/AAAAAAAACdY/35qYUtHX2do/s72-c/bettyjardim53.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-5841709549004592357</id><published>2009-08-19T12:48:00.013+14:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:23:11.286+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

Beka. splendido________spirito di libertà




.le cavità magiche del mio giardino

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._________i segreti delle pietre. ciò che sono miei






ancora il mio giardino__________________...





pace meravigliosa. qu' traduce per le mie spazzole_________e scritto





tempi magico__________.sepolti mostrano






Xinoka.________la ricompensa di l' amore







.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/5841709549004592357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/5841709549004592357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/08/beka.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/SoxDmgjLCNI/AAAAAAAACcA/ydZOgE7ac4A/s72-c/DSC01101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-2106300331618168829</id><published>2009-08-18T14:33:00.004+14:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:24:23.756+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> ______________nel mio giardino [Kamille]



 .il potere assoluto____________________///




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[.immagini e testi con diritti d' autori di Betty Branco Martins. fotografias perssonales] 
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/2106300331618168829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/2106300331618168829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/08/nel-mio-giardino-kamille.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/Son3x7NIIhI/AAAAAAAACa0/Ra6_f-ui3Ao/s72-c/kamille7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-1047974650651937529</id><published>2009-08-18T13:29:00.005+14:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:26:31.526+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Venezia.sempre Venezia________________sentire della passione

[.immagini e testi con diritti d' autori di Betty Branco Martins. fotografias perssonales] 
.translated page look for your flag in the last text of the end of the page 
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/1047974650651937529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/1047974650651937529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9B_ubAFmVss/SonoTBYQ9XI/AAAAAAAACac/2j0vWTTZMuA/s72-c/bettyvenez2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11296654.post-111991663849663305</id><published>2005-06-28T13:57:00.003+14:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:49:53.642+14:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guilhermina SuggiaAugustus John - Tate Gallery, LondresGenial violoncelista, Guilhermina Suggia (1885-1950) iniciou a sua carreira internacional aos 17 anos, equiparando-se aos melhores intérpretes do seu tempo, nomeadamente Pablo Casals, com quem se viria a casar.Vivendo no Porto, foi Londres o centro da sua brilhante actividade musical.Em 1923 SUGGIA é imortalizada pelo pintor inglês Augustus </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/111991663849663305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11296654/posts/default/111991663849663305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contosdabetty.blogspot.com/2005/06/guilhermina-suggia.html' title=''/><author><name>Fragmentos Betty Martins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17818498290868745581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QieUrQHARww/Txs4ZfLt5uI/AAAAAAAADGA/Z_iWpwwR4j8/s220/betty-15.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
