Thank You for the 1st of May! Today is well known as Labour Day, but in France today isn’t just Labor Day – it’s also a day filled with fragrant white bells and heartfelt wishes.
Today we are celebrating La Fête du Muguet, or Lily of the Valley Day, by offering small bouquets of these delicate flowers to friends, family, and loved ones.
Since 1561, after King Charles IX received a small bouquet of lilies of the valley as a token of good fortune, he decreed that every year on May 1st this flower should be given to the ladies of his court.
Not only florists are overflowing our streets with the bouquets of pure happiness – I have found the boulangerie with wonderful cakes with white drops of chocolate on the waffles leaves. Oh, this is delicious!
So take this bloom with heart sincere,
A charm for luck through all the year.
Let every petal gently say:
“I wish you happiness today.”
With this delicate piano music, with this precious 4 minutes of purity and tenderness, with the sweetness of white chocolate and a glass of champagne I wish you Beauty and Light in every smiles you will meet today.
Thank You for your smiling eyes, please, no crying, I am going too, because of this overwhelming Beauty. I Love You! I Thank You! Endlessly.
Thank You for the inspirational Pacific Ocean Wind in my head.
A new week should begin from a very good mood. It is guaranteed by the American hearty breakfast. Oh, there is the butter sur hot waffles, it smells so goood! Bon appetite!
Full of energy I am in hurry to meet the Ocean,
This meeting is blessing of the sky.
What I am feeling the first is the Ocean Wind,
I invite him to my head.
The boundless Pacific Ocean is meeting
And hugging me and I am floating in the Wholeness,
Which can create the worlds,
I am created, realized because of It and Absolute.
“The powers of a man’s mind are directly proportioned to the quantity of coffee he drinks.” — said James Mackintosh. I suppose that people in Apple.com drink a lot of coffee.
A lot of inspiration flies in the atmosphere,
I am trying to catch a muse in the steamed milk,
With the symbol of creating worlds on the top,
Apple makes to sing a song of AirPods.
Your smile is precious, I am creating for,
My muse is catched, she is inside,
And butterflies and blowing almond trees,
In harmony of Spring dance.
I am grateful for this possibility to share my cappuccino with you! Have a good day!
Thank You for the 1st of April. In France where I live now we are celebrating April’s Fish Day – Poisson d’Avril! The traditional prank is attempting to attach a paper fish to the victim’s back without being noticed.
I am celebrating today and joking with a fish on my head.
I took this photo in Sète, France – sculpture by Cristina Manolagas-Rabaste.
Thank You for Spring! With singing birds as my alarm clock and fresh aroma of coffee as my first inspiration, morning is beginning a new happy day.
Everything beautiful in our life was born in love, passion and grace. Spring brings to us these great gifts. Today I invite you in Bergamo in a sunny terrace of charming cafe “La Marianna” to share with me fantastic desert – Polenta e Osèi, the gastronomic symbol of Bergamo.
Originally, polenta, from the Latin pollen for “fine flour”, which shares a root with pulvis, meaning “dust”, is a dish of boiled cornmeal. It’s frequently eaten with meats and ragù, cheese like gorgonzola.
The origins of the sweet version of Polenta e Osèi date to 1910, the year when a local baker, Amadeo Alessio and his wife, created it for the first time.
It is interesting that Polenta e Osèi is in no way actually made of polenta. The polenta-like appearance is due to a yellow fondant covering rolled in big crystals of sugar, with a dollop of apricot jam on top. Inside, a yellow cake (pan di spagna) hides a cream center of usually hazelnut.
It seems I know the reason why Polenta e Osèi is not actually Polenta…
Amadeo Mozartti is a young and joyful baker from peasant family with happy songs creates his masterpieces in Antonio Salierri’s pastry. Salierri’s business is a heritage from 7 generations of excellent bakers. And from his first inhalation Antonio is a baker and he has dedicated himself to the service of the baking art. He is rich and he enjoys his life in baking cakes in own pastry.
He is proud of his high standards. Of course, the Queen personally byes sophisticated cakes here, in Salerri! But it is the question here. The Queen loves Mozartti’s deserts. Secretly, however, Salleri is jealous of Mozartti’s works because he recognizes their superior quality, especially given what he sees in him as a simple peasant.
Soprano’s family is the richest in Verona. Father of Sopranos is going to Bergamo to expand their business and the best way to do it is … family-arranged wedding! He has a daughter Giulietta Soprano. The only child, she is a gift from heaven.
“Sallieri is a good choice for my Giulietta”, thinks Soprano. “He is rich. He has connection with the Queen”. “Oh, yes, I will marry. Sopranos is my chance!”, Sallierri dreams. Of course, his interest in her is primarily based on her social standing and her family’s vast wealth, in contrast to her youthful beauty.
The meeting Giulietta Soprano with Antonio Sallierri was arranged in Antonio’s pastry. Amadeo Mozartti secretly glanced on Giulietta is fallen in love with her endlessly at the first sight. He can not handle the feeling but what he can do? How he can tell her “I love you!”?
Happy loving hands of grandmother Amadeo feels on his hot forehead and the only world “Polenta” he listens in the dreams at the night before the day when meeting with Giulietta is possible. “Polenta? It sounds ridiculous. This dish is for poor peasants”, Amadeo desperately cries, “I will try any way. It is matter of life or death. I will chose the finest ingredients for my wordless love confession”.
He runs to the kitchen: “White chocolate, dark chocolate, butter, of course, ground almonds, instead of corns! What a relief!” Amadeo happily singing again creates his masterpiece.
“Marzipan bird is on the apricot confiture pillow happily resting in the golden nest not from a metal but from sunshine and my favourite corn. Dear Giulietta, you are the bird and my love is the golden nest. I will keep it for the end of my days,” Giulietta recognised Amadeo’s heart and read the message from it.
Sallieri did not poison Mozartti. Amadeo was simply fired. Father Soprano accepted the choice of his child’s heart. All Bergamo was dancing on their wedding. Happy End!
We can join celebrating Spring and Love with a beautiful dance “La Bergamesca” by Marco Uccellini.
Thank you for your hand I am feeling in the dance by beating of our hearts. Your eyes are incredible. You are beautiful. You are my Spring Bird!
Thank You for an enormous ways for making our wishes come true.
Yesterday I with my daughter were conductors of one from billions those ways. We were responsible for the Wall of Wishes in the park where New School Year celebration was hold. Children were suggested to write on a paper palm their wishes and dreams for coming year.
Children were active because of believing in the magic Wall we declared.
Close your eyes. Make a wish. Write it on a colourful palm and put in on the Wall. Kind and powerful wizards, enchanters, charmers from all possible and impossible worlds are gathered here for to come true your wishes and dreams .
I dream about little dog. I dream about little sister. I wish my grandfather is well. My team is the best and we will win the season. Our teachers are kind. My papers have excellent marks. All tests I will pass brilliantly. Prestigious University is waiting for me. I wish peace and everything the best for everyone.
The rainbow cover of children’s wishes and dreams fulfilled The Wall of Wishes very fast. I invite you to join us. Close your eyes, make a wish and touch the Wall on the screen you see now. Who knows – there are enormous ways, perhaps this is the one.
And I am singing for you my favourite song “Dream Big” by Ryan Shupe:
“And when you dream, dream big,
As big as the ocean, blue.
Cause when you dream it might come true.
For when you dream, dream big.”
Thank you for your smiling eyes and your cordial dream you are thinking about now touching our Wall of Wishes.
Please, remember, every night before falling asleep, stare at the sky, and keep your dream alive!
Thank You for today. The 1st of September is Day of Knowledge we are celebrating with a bouquet of flowers for a teachers and a bottle of champagne for parents. New school year has just begun!
My daughter goes to class of third graders. She likes her pen and has just created poem about it:
“My Master Pen, You look like on Magic Wand. Sometimes my letters are dancing as ballerinas, sometimes as hippopotamuses”. I tell you a secret mostly hippopotamuses are in her papers.
Today I have introduced my daughter with Jake Weidmann and I am happy to share with you his fantastic calligraphy.
Jake Weidmann is the 11th Master Penman in the world!
“I took it upon myself to really work obsessively on my handwriting everybody else in school had their laptops out in there are typing away and I had a pen in a pad of paper.
I practice a lot of different art forms but I particularly mix calligraphy into my artwork to give both the words and the pictures more life and a stronger message”, Jake says.
Researchers have shown that children who know how to write by hand learn to read faster. “When we write, a unique neural circuit is automatically activated,” neuroscientists say.
“Handwriting is a movement skill. Try writing your name and address with eyes closed, most people are able to do it quite easily, this is because the movements of your hand when writing are firmly established in your movement memory because you have made them so often.. This is why children need to practise handwriting movements correctly and often” educators from Cambridge University say.
Dear Pen, Master Pen! Be my friend! Be my helper!
Teach me the joy of taking you to paper.
I write my soul by you. I express ballet of letters in my papers with you…
Glorialana Magazine 