I wrote this poem a long time ago as part of an English GCSE I did at college. I didn't actually enter it as I wrote another, so I don't really know whether it's good or not. Here it is in it's original form and translated into Italian...
A New Day
The moon looks on with sleepy eyes,
As the sun begins to rise.
Stars still visible to the naked eye,
The early promise of a cloudless sky.
Wings stretch high in the trees,
A breeze rustles through fallen leaves.
Street lamps flicker as they die,
A mother responds to her baby's cry.
The cat flap opens to receive its prey,
Home to rest after a hard night's play.
A car door slams, an engine starts,
A radio blares as night departs.
Un Nuovo Giorno
La Luna guarda con gli occhi sonnolenti
Quando il sole comincia a salire.
Stelle ancora visibili a occhio nudo,
La promessa iniziale di un cielo senza nuvole.
Le ali si estendono in alto negli alberi,
Una brezza fruscia attraverso foglie cadute.
Le lampade stradali lampeggiano come il dado,
Una madre risponde al grido del suo bambino.
Il flap di gatto si apre per ricevere la sua preda,
Casa per riposare dopo un gioco di sera.
Una porta dell'automobile sbatte, un motore inizia,
Una radio blares come la notte parte.
Annette Boccaccio
Sunday 10 September 2017
Sunday 20 August 2017
Saturday 29 April 2017
The humble dandelion
Dandelions are such an underrated flower. I won't call them weeds because I think they're beautiful. Not only are they a gorgeous sunshiny yellow, they transform into the most delicate fluffy balls (we call them dandelion clocks) and if you really look at them closely you'll see how intricate the pattern of the seeds are. When the seeds blow away in the wind they look like a ballerina's leg complete with ballet shoe.
I'd been trying for a while to get a decent photo of just one seed falling at the side of the dandelion clock, and today I captured the best photo ( in my opinion ) I've taken so far. All of the seeds bar one blew away from the top of the clock, leaving just one seed balancing like a ballerina on point. I'm so pleased with the photos and this is the best one so I'm posting it here. I like the effect of it in black and white but I've posted the original colour one as well.
They truly are the most magnificent flowers. They also are the first source of food for bees in the Spring.
I've posted a video showing the transformation a Dandelion goes through from flower to clock (seeds) It's surprising how many people don't know the clocks are from dandelions. They think they're two different flowers!
A time lapse of a dandelion to seed
I'd been trying for a while to get a decent photo of just one seed falling at the side of the dandelion clock, and today I captured the best photo ( in my opinion ) I've taken so far. All of the seeds bar one blew away from the top of the clock, leaving just one seed balancing like a ballerina on point. I'm so pleased with the photos and this is the best one so I'm posting it here. I like the effect of it in black and white but I've posted the original colour one as well.
They truly are the most magnificent flowers. They also are the first source of food for bees in the Spring.
I've posted a video showing the transformation a Dandelion goes through from flower to clock (seeds) It's surprising how many people don't know the clocks are from dandelions. They think they're two different flowers!
Dandelion flower
Dandelion Clock (Seeds)
My original photo
Monday 20 March 2017
Sunday 5 February 2017
A good to be alive day :D
I woke up in such a good mood this morning and it lasted the whole day!
Hubby and I went to church and it was a beautiful mass. I did have a couple of moments where the memories of my kids being at St Bernadette's.......when we used to go to church every Sunday......got the better of me and I had a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat. It began when Father Peter called the children onto the Altar for the start of a special mass. It reminded me of Father Carey telling all the children to come and sit on the Altar so that the people outside could come in and sit down. This happened every Sunday at the 11am mass. That's how popular the masses were back then. To be fair the church was packed today too, which was lovely to see. We've been going every Sunday so far since the New year began, and I have to say I'm really enjoying renewing my faith.
The second tear was when we sang the Hymn Colours of Day which reminded of my kids singing it. It seems so long ago and yet it seems like yesterday too! I just love this song.
Father Peter asked last week if we could bring some food in for the poor of the parish. I couldn't believe my eyes when we came out of church. There must have been 30/40 bags full of food. My faith in my fellow human's has been restored.
We went into the church hall for refreshments and it was nice to see some of the old parishioners that I used to know well. Aniello bought tickets for the pantomime next week. It's Cinderella and being performed by the St Bernadette's Players. I've never been to one of their productions so am looking forward to it.
After preparing Sunday dinner we took Ruby to Stanley Park for a walk. I took some bird food with me hoping to be able to get some photos of the birds landing on my hand. I knew it would be busy with it being such a nice day so I didn't really expect it to happen. There were plenty of people and families about but I tried anyway and my patience paid off! Here are a few of the photos I managed to take of these beautiful little birds.
Ruby had fun too! Here are a few more photos I took...
We rounded the day off with a delicious roast chicken dinner. Invited Mum and she ate the lot!
A nice evening watching Call the Midwife and writing my blog.
Weather today was cold, cloudy/sunny mix. Perfect!
Hubby and I went to church and it was a beautiful mass. I did have a couple of moments where the memories of my kids being at St Bernadette's.......when we used to go to church every Sunday......got the better of me and I had a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat. It began when Father Peter called the children onto the Altar for the start of a special mass. It reminded me of Father Carey telling all the children to come and sit on the Altar so that the people outside could come in and sit down. This happened every Sunday at the 11am mass. That's how popular the masses were back then. To be fair the church was packed today too, which was lovely to see. We've been going every Sunday so far since the New year began, and I have to say I'm really enjoying renewing my faith.
The second tear was when we sang the Hymn Colours of Day which reminded of my kids singing it. It seems so long ago and yet it seems like yesterday too! I just love this song.
Father Peter asked last week if we could bring some food in for the poor of the parish. I couldn't believe my eyes when we came out of church. There must have been 30/40 bags full of food. My faith in my fellow human's has been restored.
We went into the church hall for refreshments and it was nice to see some of the old parishioners that I used to know well. Aniello bought tickets for the pantomime next week. It's Cinderella and being performed by the St Bernadette's Players. I've never been to one of their productions so am looking forward to it.
After preparing Sunday dinner we took Ruby to Stanley Park for a walk. I took some bird food with me hoping to be able to get some photos of the birds landing on my hand. I knew it would be busy with it being such a nice day so I didn't really expect it to happen. There were plenty of people and families about but I tried anyway and my patience paid off! Here are a few of the photos I managed to take of these beautiful little birds.
Great Tit
Blue Tit
Robin
The first snowdrops I've seen this year. Mum's favourite flower.
A nice evening watching Call the Midwife and writing my blog.
Weather today was cold, cloudy/sunny mix. Perfect!
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