A Fresh and Sunny Morning in my Park

veradapozzo8
12 hours ago
2 min read

The immense joy to be where I belong: strolling for almost two hours in my beloved Parisian park, enjoying the good company of my Friends, taking some pictures and then sitting in a quiet place, taking a coffee, writing a bit on my diary and also on my blog before starting to work (correction de copies) with plenty of good vibes.

Fresh Air, Sun, Trees, Flowers, Birds and Bees are a blessing.

A lovely Bee landed on my right arm and stayed there for a while. I did not move and I talk to her with the gentle and soft tone I use when I talk to animals, insects, trees, flowers, babies or very young children.

I know that these Creatures understand Me and I have never cared about what people think about me: I did not care about it when I was a child, why should I care now?

By the way, Francesco is on my side: even Saint Francis of Assisi and Leonardo of Vinci were mocked because of their love for Nature and Animals, but they never cared about the people mocking them.

Above, a beautiful Blackbird. All the blackbirds in my park (and elsewhere) know that I sang Blackbird for my second musical number at the cabaret, a week ago. This is one of my absolute favourite songs and, not surprisingly, Paul McCartney wrote it: one day or another I will write something about him and his great contribution to the pop and rock music.

Below, my Friend Sophora Japonica...