It was a beautiful day in Rome today. It is still summery warm and the evenings are cool. Today found me in the library, then at lunch at my place with blogger "Zadok" (spaghetti with olives and capers followed by rabbit and green salad), and later back in the library and then at supper eating ???? (B?ij?ng k?o y?) with a couple well-informed friends at a decent Chinese place near the Vatican.
And all day long, reading and chatting, writing, lots of walking, sifting rumors and sorting news, crunching duck bones from the soup, thinking, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something nice is going to happen soon. Amidst the lists of my agenda and the fixed points of praying and digesting, I am getting the feeling we are at one of those critical mass points for something to happen. Lots of small signs point to something. Wouldn’t that be wonderful? Wishful thinking, perhaps.
Well, even if it isn’t soon, as a consolation prize here is a nice photo of the cupola from an angle you might not ever see.