Internexa

from Latin: "inter" (prep.) + "nexa" (from the verb "nectare": "link", "connect". Meaning: 1. (neut. plural) "things linked together or interconnected (with other people or things)" 2. (fem. sing.) "Woman (or girl) linked together or interconnected (with other people or things)". See also www.interplexa.blogspot.com

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Local: Brasília, Toronto

Brasiliense de origem montalvanense desbravando o gelado inverno do doutorado canadense.

22.9.07

New Routine, New Blog

Folks,

To mark a new stage in my esterical life, I decided today to start a new blog or two. Their titles are much more self-explanatory than the super-cool internexa and interplexa:

- estersblog.wordpress.com is the new internexa. All my posts written in English, old and new, are stored there.

- blogdaester.wordpress.com, in turn, is my new blog in Portuguese. It contains all of interplexa´s old posts, and so much more.

Simple, isn´t it? I thought it was super-simple.

"But Ester, why have you started a new blog, if internexa was already so fantastic?"

Well, here´s the story: although internexa really was quite fantastic, and I had learned a lot using blogspot, I recently started adding more and more photographs to my posts, which made things rather cumbersome. My friend Alexandra, who posts tons of cool photos and videos to her blog every week, a long time ago had recommended me to give wordpress a try. She´d said it was much easier to use, but I was so happy with blogspot that I could not imagine anything easier or better. That is, until this morning.

I will not complain about blogspot because I still feel indebted to it. I had even planned another post heavy on photographs for today (with the suggestive title of "11% Humidity"). However, just the thought of painstakingly uploading each picture one by one exhausted me. So I decided to have a quick look at wordpress. It was love at first click.

So that´s that. I´ll see you there then.

Esterically yours,

Ester
*****

21.9.07

Spring in Brasília

As some of you know, I am spending this autumn in Brasília. Only it's not autumn here, but spring. As the equinox is this weekend, here's a report of my new daily routine.


I wake up in the morning, and look through my window:







After a hearty breakfast, I drive to the university library:







I park a block away. As I walk alone I wonder
what my day will bring me:






I work in the library all morning:



I drive back home for lunch:





Every afternoon our parish's little library is open. That's where I go after lunch:




Day and winter come to an end in the capital of Brazil.

The end.