Italy is mine

Gabriel, my favourite Angel: God's left hand and the Gentle Rock, the One who brings Good News to Good People of Good Will. Drawing below made by me with a black Bic pen last Sunday; I coloured it with shiny gel pens this morning. The image of a Gentle Rock makes me think of a very well-known Smiths' song (here in its live version from the beautiful concert at the 3Arena in Dublin that started Morrissey's 2025 Summer tour) because Kindness is Strength. Today's drawing is for

In Licata, a big village near Agrigento, Sicily, there is mercy, water, food and shade for the street dogs. Video on YouTube; screenshot of the video below with text added by the journal "La Stampa" from Turin. Sicilian street dogs and stray cats are part of my heart: I miss them as much as I miss the sea, the mountains and the monuments of the Island of the Sun where I was born. Their life is not easy, but there are kind people who care for them. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere far

A Pure Soul can be hurt, But never soiled: Her Wings stay strong Among Turmoil - Nevertheless, They need to rest In a Safe Place For a little while Vera da Pozzo Paris, 19th June 2026 Poem above, whole article and photo below by me, of course. Lavender is, indeed, a quiet and safe place for this Cabbage White (Pieris brassicæ) to rest and have some good nectar: to fly with an injured wing must be terribly exhausting - and I need to rest myself too, if I want to fly again, as

A fantastic experience tonight, at the Irish Cultural Centre. Thanks to Gaff for his humour, his kindness and the good vibes: it was a great night and I am happy and proud to have managed to write down my story just two hours before the start, sitting in the tranquil, peaceful and lovely courtyard of the Irish Cultural Centre, a locus amœnus where all the Good and Beautiful Things gather. Photos by me. Thanks to the other storytellers and the nice and lovely people who were t

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...

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...

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...

Just let Your Kindness flourish And Their Envy languish Let Your Love astonish And Their Hatred perish Just Relish Cherish Burnish...

She hired You Because You were so Handsome She fired you Because You were too Serious A young Ballet Teacher From Novosibirsk A nice...