{"id":8463,"date":"2017-01-11T12:30:40","date_gmt":"2017-01-11T15:30:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ultimato.com.br\/sites\/blogdaultimato\/?p=8463"},"modified":"2017-01-12T08:23:51","modified_gmt":"2017-01-12T11:23:51","slug":"ultimato-em-cores-sabores-e-sons","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ultimato.com.br\/sites\/blogdaultimato\/2017\/01\/11\/ultimato-em-cores-sabores-e-sons\/","title":{"rendered":"Ultimato em cores, sabores e sons"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-8465\" src=\"http:\/\/ultimato.com.br\/sites\/blogdaultimato\/files\/2017\/01\/Blog_Ult_12_01_17_cores-sabores-ult.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"398\" height=\"298\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ultimato.com.br\/sites\/blogdaultimato\/files\/2017\/01\/Blog_Ult_12_01_17_cores-sabores-ult.jpg 398w, https:\/\/ultimato.com.br\/sites\/blogdaultimato\/files\/2017\/01\/Blog_Ult_12_01_17_cores-sabores-ult-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/ultimato.com.br\/sites\/blogdaultimato\/files\/2017\/01\/Blog_Ult_12_01_17_cores-sabores-ult-150x112.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 398px) 100vw, 398px\" \/>Por Phelipe Reis<\/em><\/p>\n<p>O Sol desperta por detr\u00e1s da montanha, mas as \u00e1rvores, que est\u00e3o de um lado e de outro da estrada, me protegem da forte luz. N\u00e3o ou\u00e7o o barulho de gente, nem do tr\u00e2nsito maluco dos centros urbanos. Tamb\u00e9m nada de asfalto. Caminho em ch\u00e3o de barro, sozinho, apreciando a calmaria do lugar. Meus passos v\u00e3o em dire\u00e7\u00e3o \u00e0 porteira, que j\u00e1 est\u00e1 aberta.<\/p>\n<p>Ao passar a porteira e me deparar com a verdura do local, meus olhos s\u00e3o capturados pelo vermelho e amarelo das helic\u00f4nias, penduradas aqui e acol\u00e1, ornamentando naturalmente a paisagem. Contorno o pequeno pr\u00e9dio para entrar pelos fundos e a ornamenta\u00e7\u00e3o continua: flores aos montes \u2013 tem umas bem pequenininhas cor de rosa, outras maiores na cor laranja e algumas na cor lil\u00e1s. Tem ainda a famosa e popular flor de hibisco, com seu vermelho um tanto sem gra\u00e7a, mas cujas p\u00e9talas servem para fazer suco e ch\u00e1. Dizem que ela \u00e9 s\u00edmbolo do Hava\u00ed, onde existem mais de cinco mil variedades dela. Disso eu n\u00e3o sabia, s\u00f3 sei que quando eu era curumim, l\u00e1 no interior do Amazonas, a gente abria as p\u00e9talas, retirava um <em>negocinho<\/em> l\u00e1 de dentro e colava na ponta do nosso nariz.<\/p>\n<p>Pobres flores&#8230; tinham a vida (que dura apenas 24 horas) encurtada mais ainda nas m\u00e3os de curumins pobres que, na falta de brinquedos, inventavam suas pr\u00f3prias brincadeiras. Mas aqui, ningu\u00e9m as toca. Ela e todas as outras flores ficam a\u00ed, balan\u00e7ando ao vento, enfeitando o jardim e nosso pequeno pomar (muito bem cuidado pelo seu Magela, por sinal). Tem p\u00e9 de banana, lim\u00e3o, laranja, mexirica, goiaba e at\u00e9 de a\u00e7a\u00ed. Plantas, flores e frutas que enchem nossos olhos de beleza!<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>A hora me chama. Preciso subir e tomar meu posto de trabalho. Mas antes que eu entre no pr\u00e9dio, j\u00e1 n\u00e3o sinto mais o cheiro das flores, nem de mato; o cheirinho de p\u00e3o fresco, que est\u00e1 assando no forno, invade e sacia meu olfato. Ah! S\u00f3 pode ser L\u00fa. Ela sabe deixar a gente com \u00e1gua na boca! Quando n\u00e3o \u00e9 o cheiro do seu delicioso p\u00e3o caseiro ou da sua torta de frango, talvez seja o cheiro do seu bolo de cenoura com calda de chocolate (que s\u00f3 comemos em dias especiais, quando tem aniversariante) ou ainda o cheiro de alguma inven\u00e7\u00e3o com banana, que no final sempre fica uma del\u00edcia!<\/p>\n<p>Sento e ligo e computador. Da janela lateral, eu vejo o c\u00e9u azul e mais um pouco de verde, numa \u00e1rvore onde pousam pardais, bem-te-vis e um tanto de outros p\u00e1ssaros que eu nem sei o nome. Para uma manh\u00e3 de atividades, s\u00e3o eles que a fazem a minha trilha sonora, com o devido destaque para a prima dos papagaios, a curica \u2013 que aqui chamam de maritaca \u2013, cujo canto pode ser ouvido de longe.<\/p>\n<p>\u00c9 assim: na zona rural mineira, apreciando sons, cores, texturas e a beleza da cria\u00e7\u00e3o (e os sabores da L\u00fa, claro!), que o Criador nos convida a contribuir com ele, manejando palavras e a Palavra, para a reconcilia\u00e7\u00e3o de todas as coisas, em Cristo Jesus. Que privil\u00e9gio!<\/p>\n<p>*****<\/p>\n<p><strong>Confira a galeria com algumas fotos das cores, sabores e sons de Ultimato<\/strong><\/p>\n<!-- Flickr Justified Gallery Wordpress Plugin by Miro Mannino -->\n<div id=\"flickrGal0\" class=\"justified-gallery\" ><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/493\/32099818552_c9f3e4b64f_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. P\u00e3o da Lucin\u00e9ia\" data-lightview-title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Helic\u00f4nias\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. P\u00e3o da Lucin\u00e9ia\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/493\/32099818552_c9f3e4b64f_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/493\/32099818552_c9f3e4b64f_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. P\u00e3o da Lucin\u00e9ia<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/573\/31438571583_0363358992_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Helic\u00f4nias\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Helic\u00f4nias\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/573\/31438571583_0363358992_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/573\/31438571583_0363358992_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Helic\u00f4nias<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/419\/32099827962_1f7b0c287e_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bem-te-vi\" data-lightview-title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bem-te-vi\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/419\/32099827962_1f7b0c287e_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/419\/32099827962_1f7b0c287e_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bem-te-vi<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/776\/31438598833_4a2677b0cb_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/776\/31438598833_4a2677b0cb_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/776\/31438598833_4a2677b0cb_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/713\/31407651854_8e0e483dc1_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Goiabeira\" data-lightview-title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bananeira\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Goiabeira\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/713\/31407651854_8e0e483dc1_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/713\/31407651854_8e0e483dc1_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Goiabeira<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/376\/32099849932_bef02b4582_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bananeira\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bananeira\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/376\/32099849932_bef02b4582_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/376\/32099849932_bef02b4582_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Bananeira<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/278\/31438549113_0a964d46c9_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. A\u00e7aizeiro\" data-lightview-title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Laranjeira\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. A\u00e7aizeiro\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/278\/31438549113_0a964d46c9_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/278\/31438549113_0a964d46c9_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. A\u00e7aizeiro<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/327\/31872805150_6e5727fe4d_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Laranjeira\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Laranjeira\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/327\/31872805150_6e5727fe4d_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/327\/31872805150_6e5727fe4d_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Laranjeira<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/579\/32099841432_df792db11b_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Limoeiro\" data-lightview-title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Limoeiro\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/579\/32099841432_df792db11b_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/579\/32099841432_df792db11b_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons. Limoeiro<\/div><\/div><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/521\/32248801075_f56e9d2dfd_b.jpg\" class=\"lightview\" data-lightview-group=\"group-8463\" data-lightview-options=\"skin: 'dark', controls: 'relative', padding: '10', shadow: { color: '#000000', opacity: 0.08, blur: 3 }\" rel=\"flickrGal0\" title=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/521\/32248801075_f56e9d2dfd_m.jpg\" data-safe-src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/521\/32248801075_f56e9d2dfd_m.jpg\" \/><div class=\"caption\"><div class=\"photo-title\">Ultimato: cores, sabores e sons<\/div><\/div><\/a><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2022 <strong>Phelipe M. Reis<\/strong> \u00e9 amazonense, mission\u00e1rio e jornalista. Casado com Lu\u00edze e pai da Elis.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Por Phelipe Reis<br \/>\nO Sol desperta por detr\u00e1s da montanha, mas as \u00e1rvores, que est\u00e3o de um lado e de outro da estrada, me protegem da forte luz. N\u00e3o ou\u00e7o o barulho de gente, nem do tr\u00e2nsito maluco dos centros urbanos. Tamb\u00e9m nada de asfalto. Caminho em ch\u00e3o de barro, sozinho, apreciando a calmaria do lugar. 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