27-28-29 J u l h o 2 0 0 7São Brás de Alportel torna-se palco de um festival de Cor, Sabor e Tradição, em mais uma Feira da Serra, o evento que é já uma referência no país e um ponto de visita obrigatória para quem vive ou visita o Algarve, durante o final do mês de Julho.
Estão presentes a gastronomia, o artesanato, a música, a dança, a arte equestre, as artes plásticas, … Tudo isto e muito mais, num certame que prima pela diversidade, com 11 diferentes espaços, onde nada parece faltar para um fim-de-semana de sonho, à descoberta do Algarve mais genuíno!
Estão presentes a gastronomia, o artesanato, a música, a dança, a arte equestre, as artes plásticas, … Tudo isto e muito mais, num certame que prima pela diversidade, com 11 diferentes espaços, onde nada parece faltar para um fim-de-semana de sonho, à descoberta do Algarve mais genuíno!
Espaços:
- Aldeia Serrana, o fazer tradicional
- Encontro de Sabores, o reino do paladar
- Encontro de Saberes, o lugar ao associativismo
- Sítio da Cortiça, uma ponte entre o passado e o futuro
- Picadeiro, a paixão dos cavalos
- Sítio dos Animais, porta aberta à natureza
- Sítio dos Curiosos, o mundo do faz-de-conta
- Palco da Feira, a festa dos sons
- Sítio do Agricultor, o trabalho da terra
Mais: AQUI
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ResponderEliminarO Tell Me the Truth About Love / Wystan Hugh Auden
ResponderEliminarSome say that love's a little boy,
And some say it's a bird,
Some say it makes the world go round,
And some say that's absurd,
And when I asked the man next door,
Who looked as if he knew,
His wife got very cross indeed,
And said it wouldn't do.
Does it look like a pair of pyjamas,
Or the ham at a temperance hotel?
Does its odour remind one of llamas,
Or has it a conforting smell?
Is it prickly to touch as a hedge is,
Or soft as heiderdown fluff?
Is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?
O tell me the truth about love.
Our history books refer to it
In cryptic little notes,
It's quite a common topic on
The Transatlantic boats;
I've found the subject mentioned in
Accounts of suicides,
And even seen it scribbled on
The back of railway-guides.
Does it howl like a hungry Alsatian,
Or boom like a military band?
Could one give a first-rate imitation
On a saw or a Steinway Grand?
Is its singing at parties a riot?
Does it only like Classical stuff?
Will it stop when one wants to be quiet?
O tell me the truth about love.
Does it howl like a hungry Alsatian,
Or boom like a military band?
Could one give a first-rate imitation
On a saw or a Steinway Grand?
Is its singing at parties a riot?
Does it only like Classical stuff?
Will it stop when one wants to be quiet?
O tell me the truth about love.
I looked inside the summer-house,
It wasn't ever there,
I tried the Thames at Maidenhead,
And Brighton's bracing air,
I don't know what the blackbird sang,
Or what the tulip said;
But it wasn't in the chickenrun,
Or underneath the bed.
Can it pull extraordinary faces?
Is it usually sick on a swing?
Does it spend all its time at the races,
Or fiddling with pieces of string?
Has its views of its own about money?
Does it think Patriotism enough?
Are its stories vulgar but funny?
O tell me the truth about love.
When it comes, will it come without warning,
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my toes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.
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