#Pombos

[androgynousthingnacho]

Patagioenas picazuro

Known in Brazil as Pombo da asa branca (white wing pigeon) is a pretty big guy that sounds like an owl. They're beautiful and commonly found in many countries of South America.

[lorenadecastro]

Um post dedicado aos meus amigos pombos que fizeram uma participação especial nas fotos kkkkkkkk 🤣🤣🤣🕊️ . . . #porainorio #pombos #museudoamanha #riodejaneiro #pigeon #retrato #retratosfemininos #rio (em Museu do Amanhã) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpz3YrxgoFJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[claryfig]

Queria ter um pássaro

[litlle-bits-of-everything]

A Guerra das Caganitas

Numa tranquila manhã de primavera, um casal de pombos audaciosos e um tanto inconvenientes decidiu transformar a varanda aqui da Patrícia na sua casa de sonho, instalando-se num vaso preto esquecido, que há tempos não via a luz do sol, muito menos uma única erva. Como uma defensora da natureza (embora relutante), decidi deixá-los ficar, afinal, pensei, "são só uns pombinhos".

À medida que os dias se transformaram em semanas, percebi que os pombos eram tudo, menos um casal pequeno e inofensivo. A população de penudinhos cresceu, multiplicando-se como gremlins após um banho nocturno. Logo, além do casal original, havia agora dois irmãos barulhentos, gorduchos e com um apetite insaciável por tudo que os pais lhe trouxessem, só não comiam os pais porque não podiam.

Começei a sentir-me assim como uma mãe à força de uma família de pássaros desgrenhados, e a minha varanda, outrora um local de relaxamento,tornara-se numa espécie de estação central de tráfego aéreo para pombos. Num vai vem constante de ru-rus. Passei a maior parte do tempo a observar gaganitas monstruosas a acumular-se e exclamando, "Como é que isto aconteceu?". (Dah...)

Decidida a restaurar a ordem, aqui a Patrícia, vai uma bela manhã munida de máscara protetora (que afinal para pandemia já chegou) e de espádua em riste, entrei em ação. Encarei a minha tarefa com a resolução de um herói de ação, antes de filme série b mergulhando de cabeça (às vezes literalmente) no campo de batalha de penas e porcaria. Enquanto lutava para limpar a varanda, os pombos observavam-me de forma imperturbável, quase de gozo, como se já planessem algum tipo de contra-ataque engenhoso, tipo drones inimigos em stand by.

Depois de algumas horas de trabalho árduo e muitas risadas amareladas, sem contar com os olhares fluminantes que lançava aos culpados, finalmente consegui transformar (relativamente) a varanda de volta a um espaço digno para humanos. Estava exausta, mas deveras orgulhosa da minha vitória contra a merdeja instaurada pela invasão alada.

No entanto, o que aconteceu a seguir foi uma reviravolta completamente inesperada, ou até não. Apenas dois dias depois, descobri com horror que os belos dos pombos, como se estivessem competindo num concurso de gagamerdeira em ritmo acelerado, tinham enchido a varanda novamente de bostinhas... Uma situação de comédia absurda, num ciclo interminável de limpeza e porcalhice.

Olhei para os pombos desavergonhados e gritei aos céus em tom de desespero: "Oh. Valha-me os deuses do real pagode, estes maladrecos têm um rabo mais solto do que um pião!" Entre risos e frustração, achei que precisava tomar medidas drásticas.

Estou decidida em recuperar a minha varanda, "pombalhada" preparem-se para a batalha final. Na minha mente já doente nasce um plano maquiavélico que envolve espelhos, balões e até uma gravação de uma águia, milhafre ou do Zé Cabra a cantar para assustar os inquilinos abusadores. Estou determinada a defender o meu território. "This is the 6 floor!" Pombinhos!

Isto agora é a batalha final cósmica e intergaláctica entre a raça humana e a aviária, uma guerra épica pelo domínio da varanda. A minha varanda!

Por mais frustrantes que possam ser, estes pombos invasores trouxeram consigo uma certa dose extra de humor à vida. E, quem sabe, talvez decida que partilhar o espaço com esta família de penudinhos não seja assim tão mau. desde que eles aprendam a limpar o "real si senhor" por si mesmos!

#Pombos #GuerradasGaganitas #Comédia #asasindomável #varandaéminha

[arqteturas]

Na AvenidaLiberdade em frente ao Monumento dos Restauradores. . 📷 abril 2022 . #arqposters #arqteturasportugal #pombos #visitlisbon #lisboalovers #cartazes #posterspy #postaraholic #PelosCaminhosDePortugal #PortugalLovers (em Lisbon, Portugal) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clj79IJONQW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[peachyyaqua]

Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven

Please let me bring my man

[brasilbrasilbrasil]

brilha!

[footicons]

richarlison icons

[nightscat]

Summary: your husband is playing in the world cup so you couldn't miss his game <33

You were so happy that richarlison got to play with brazils national football team, it was his first time playing there so you encouraged him as much as you could.

Unfortunately you didn't get to attend his first games because of work, you couldn't just leave work because you were an important person there, and they always needed you, richarlison was comprehensive but felt bad nonetheless, he begged you to go with him but he knew that you couldn't.

You watched every game of his on TV from work, and you showed him off to your friends and the people who work with you because you couldn't help it, especially when he dedicated his goals to you while making your initial with his hands and a heart.

Richarlison on the other hand couldn't stop thinking about you, he always hoped you were watching and supporting him, and he dedicated every goal to you, even his teammates got tired because of how much he talked about you , all his teammates knew you, and had previously met you , they loved you and thought you were the perfect match for richarlison.

The day before the game between Brazil and Siberia, richarlison texted you but you didn't answer, he first thought that you were too busy at work so he brushed it off, but when he called you and texted multiple times and you still didn't answer he got worried, like really worried.

He started pacing around the room , "what's wrong with you dude" vini asked , "she hasn't texted or called yet, I'm starting to worry" he replied honestly, "when did you last text her?" Paquéta asked , "like 4 or 5 hours ago" "she might be busy, or hanging out with her friends" neymar said, "no I don't think so, even when she's very busy she finds time to call or even text, she never didn't have time to answer my text ".

The guys managed to convince him that you were okay and that he doesn't need to let it get into his head because they have an important match tomorrow, but rich couldn't let it go he just prayed to God that you were okay and safe.

On the day of the match they were warming up , and on their break they were talking and laughing to lighten the mood up.

Before the game by like 20 minutes rich and ney were talking when someone tapped richarlison's shoulder "sorry to bother you but I'm such a big fan and I wanted an autograph", it was a girl's voice, he then noticed vini and paquéta smiling while neymar started chuckling a little bit.

"Yes of cour- " that's when he turned around and saw you, you were wearing his jersey with the biggest smile on your face, "SUPRI-" before you could finish your sentence you felt yourself swinging in the air.

"Rich put me down!" you were laughing so hard that your stomach hurt, he put you down and rested his forehead against yours "I was so worried about you meu amor" he managed to say, "sorry love I couldn't answer because I was on the plane" you giggled , he then smashed his lips against yours, you felt like you were on cloud nine, "don't ever do that to me again" he whispered against your lips, "I won't I promise, but aren't you happy that I came?" You said teasingly, "oh you don't know how happy I am anjo".

After you both had your cute moment it was time for the game to start and you were cheering richarlison as hard as you could, and when he scored the scissor kick you yelled on the top of your lungs, and he of course dedicated that goal to you while making a heart and blowing you a kiss.

After the game, you couldn't stop kissing rich because of how happy and proud you were, you of course congratulated the whole team, that's when neymar nudged richarlison "Hey don't thank me it's because of this pombo that we managed to win" he said with a smile on his face.

After that day you promised yourself that you'll attend all of richarlisons games just to see his smile while seeing you there.

Writers note: AAAA I hope this is what you wanted 😭🙏🏼 and I hope you like it, love you sm lovelies 💗

[winqzr]

[kevotsuka]

who are pablo and maria?

Their areAlex and Marc madrid friends !! Maria Pombo works with them in vertical group (she's a kind of influencer? Model? I think) and i don't actually know what are really Pablo Castellano job, but they have two¿ kids and they give me Alex (and sometimes, Marc) content soo. i don't think to much in them. I don't know to much actually because I'm not from Spain

Here Alex playing padel with Pablo and other friends

And marc with Martin (Tintin), Maria and Pablo son

Also my favorite pic of marc (because he looks small and hsshshshshsm)

(Maybe @42bakery knows more about them, I'm not really into what happen in spain asides of sports (?)

[ollieflopkins]

my fiancé and I in stitches over this sexy little freak

[necrofauna]

[viecome]

Álvaro Pombo: "Vivir sólo a través de los libros es de una tristeza insoportable"

El escritor Álvaro Pombo la semana pasada en su casa de Madrid. Tras explorar el pasado familiar en ‘Santander, 1936’, último Premio Umbral, el escritor ahonda con maestría en los misterios de la fe, el amor y la venganza en ‘El exclaustrado’. “Los españoles eludimos cada vez más la responsabilidad” Origen: ELMUNDO

[yseeart]

🕊🐦 RICHARLISONNNNNNN

[schemelin]

watching the same hours-long popular creepypasta documentaries over and over. like oh my god ohh it's The Father!? call Ben Drowned, shit is about to get NASTY !!!!!!