The blackbird is sitting nicely...

The bird we rescued...

Dickens the cat decided to bring us yet another gift, this time a little bird: for a minute or so it was mayhem in the kitchen, a lot of running around, chasing the cat, trying to get to the bird before the cat did, small feathers flying all over the places,...finally we took the poor bird and checked if it was ok. Dickens looked at us a bit bewildered; I took the little bird into the garden and set it free, alas after a short flight he landed onto the passage by the front door and Dickens was again dangerously close to the bird. Another chase and rescue operation ensued, then I realised that the bird was still not ready to fly, so I helped him and almost "launched" it towards the sky and fortunately he flew far enough, landing on a branch of a fairly tall tree.

In this photo Mum is holding the rescued bird.

My Mum's dream...

I want to tell you about the dream that my Mum Giulia dreamt a few nights ago, and I quote her: "We are together in a big meadow, there were other people nearby. The sky was blue, it was a lovely day,...suddenly a beautiful big white eagle appeared, dived and took you away. She took you gently, at some stage she seemed she was loosing hold of you, but she managed to hold you and took you higher in the sky. Then I saw that you were floating with ease underneath the beautiful white eagle..." I asked Mum if she was in any way alarmed or worried during the dream, and after she woke up. She said that she was not at all worried, she was in awe of what she saw and she said the white eagle was a true vision of beauty.

What an awesome dream!