Italy is mine

On this day, I wish to pay a tribute to the Animals killed during World War I and all the stupid wars before and after. I obviously appreciate the sentiment, but I do not like at all the memorial monument inaugurated in Paris two years ago: it lacks emotion, as the animals' metal silhouettes are cold and anonymous and the presence of the man holding the pigeon superfluous. When I saw this monument, I disliked it so much that I did not even want to take a picture of it: the ph

A new friend: this lovely dog I met at the cabaret and karaoke bar tonight. Alexander came to me and kissed my hand while I was singing You spin Me round (like a Record) by Dead or Alive. Alexander clearly took the line "I want your love" very seriously. :D When I was a little child, I liked this song a lot and I found the video very funny, but I did not know the name of the singer (Pete Burns) nor that he and Morrissey were friends and that their friendship was over when Pet

Well, not too soon, and even 55 minutes later than the scheduled time, thanks to the French lady who, just before arriving in Turin, started vomiting some awful pasta alla bolognese, smoked cheese and other cruelty-made food she provably had for lunch in a disgusting touristic trattoria in Milan (the Capital of Robbery) and did not want to leave the train when we stopped at an unplanned station, where an ambulance was already waiting for her. She was not old (around 60 years

I am tired of the Human Rage And I need to turn the Page The Train is running so fast That Cows and Calves are just White Spots on a Green Landscape And I know They cannot escape I see Them, so Peaceful and Quiet While in Paris it's Chaos and Riot People want to rest in Peace After having lived through Wars While They want to live in Peace And to die when Nature calls I look from the Train at these Charolaises And I wonder Who cares about Them I certainly do, and I dream of a

Francis' presumed portrait, painted by the great Medieval maestro Cimabue. Assisi, Basilica di San Francesco. Francis of Assisi (Francesco d'Assisi, born Giovanni di Pietro Bernardone, circa 1181 - 3rd October 1226) was named patron saint of Italy by Pope Pius XII on 18th June 1939, during the Fascist dictature and almost one year before the declaration of war to France and England by the Screaming Bald Bully and the Grim Moustached Dwarf. Now, on the eigth centenary of Saint

Paris, place de la République, 3rd October: vegan stands and L214 animal rights march supporting the end of the bloody business of the meat industry. I am very disappointed that the Mairie de Paris and the Préfecture de Police have rescheduled the Animal Rights March and the Pride March on the same day: last Summer, both marches were cancelled, due to the extreme heat, but they were scheduled on different dates. I smell a vile attempt to limit the number of participants to th

Gizmo is always happy when he see me and I cuddled him. I chatted with his human friend, a nice lady who asked me news about the blocus and then we talked a bit about the situation in France and in Italy, until I received a call from my dear friend M. from Bordeaux. I do not spend a lot of time on the phone, but I do enjoy a long chat with a good friend from time to time. M. is vegan and I met her and her husband in Dublin three years ago, at Morrissey's concert. Even if we d

Today my beloved Palermo celebrates, for the second time every year, its principal Patron Saint: Rosalia Sinibaldi, the beautiful, pious and mysterious hermite who left her rich family, refused to marry and embraced Nature and Contemplation instead. From my family home, which is in a working-class periphery by the sea, I can admire the Promontory of Monte Pellegrino: as I child, I dreamt of living there like Saint Rosalia, enjoying the company of animals and trees. I drew a w

According to her legendary hagiography (to believe in her existence is an 1ct of Faith in itself) Rosalia Sinibaldi refused richness and a marriage with a noble, kind and attractive young man and embraced instead a life of meditation and poverty, surrounded by Mother Nature and her Loving Creatures. Being the youngest daughter of an introvert Father and a very shy Mother, and having a strong feeling towards Nature and Animals, I was deeply fascinated by the story of the "Sant

Last weekend, I saw and heard plenty of sparrows in Lillestrøm and Oslo: a joy for the eyes, the ears, the heart and the soul. I remembered the old and happy times, when sparrows were numerous in our street and their joyous chirping filled our tiny garden and echoed into our modest home. Back to Paris, where, as in Palermo, the sparrows' population have dramatically decreased since 2005, I have had the joy to see them in various places where their survival is made possible by

I see your Little Messengers: Tiny, Affectionate Dogs And Loving Eurasian Doves Speaking without Words Do You hear my Tender Thoughts? Oh, I know You do, of course : For the Sun is shining bright And Happiness holds me tight Happy Easter to YOU. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in Picardy Easter Day, 5th April A. D. MMXXVI Poem above and photo below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #Pasqua #Easter #Pâques #BuonaPasqua #HappyEaster #J

Picture taken by me in Hambourg, today. Two years ago I wrote an article about Saint Valentine . This tiny, beautiful german dog perfectly illustrates what True Love is, whether you are a human being or another kind of animal living on Earth. Vera da Pozzo Hamburg, 14th February 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #TrueLove #Love #Animals #Humans #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Waiting for the end of the Murder that is Meat production and consummation, the UK has banned the cruel transport of living animals. Below, the post on Morrissey Central about this good news . These things take time, but... I know it's gonna happen someday. There are lesser and lesser carnivores, while the number of vegans and vegetarians constantly increases. Can you find the song quotes I put in my little post? Vera da Pozzo Paris, 24th January A. D. MMXXVI (C) Vera da Poz

Morrissey as Saint Francis. Drawing made by me, on my diary, as usual, i. d., by using a Bic pen without preparatory sketch. 4th October is Saint Francis day and also the anniversary of The Smiths first concert in 1982. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #FrancescodAssisi #FrancisofAssisi #SanFrancesco #SaintFrancis #Nature #Peace #Animals #Morrissey #TheSmiths

Pictures and Impressions. I will edit and add more pictures and text this weekend. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine...

Drawing made by me today. During the concert at the City Folk Festival in Ottawa (the second gig of the Canadian leg of 2025 American...

You, Unwanted Child Of a Missing Father And a Distant Mother, Craving for your Mum's Love That Aunties and Grandma Could never...

Her name is Vera for real, and she's learning how to be the perfect companion for a blind human. I cuddled her for a while and she was...

When I was a small child, the sad, dreadful sight of the poor blood-covered carcasses of cows, calves, sheep, goats, chickens and fish...

Max, you came to Paris from Canada Just to find and love Me this Night "Oh, he really loves You!", Says the Lady you belong to And I tell...