Yesterday, we had a beautiful solemn TLM at Holy Innocents in Manhattan, the undersigned as celebrant. Here is a brief sample. I set up my little camera on a ledge pointed toward the altar just to see what might happen.
After Mass a priest friend and I had lunch at the rectory including panetone and prosecco for dessert. I always have them at least once for Christmas.
Then we went to the Met. You saw some of my photos of that in the post about the Christ Child and the Virgin’s veil.
Here is a grand Christological Goldfinch, getting devoutly squished by Baby Jesus, courtesy of Francesco Francia, painted around 1500-10.
I get the feeling that he would rather be somewhere else.
But, some of you who haven’t been following this blog for a while, may not know what the point of the boid is in these Renaissance paintings of Madonna and Child. The European Goldfinch has red feathers on its head. The legend is that the finch tried to give comfort to the Lord while He was on the Cross by trying to pull thorns out of His Head. As a result, little finch got some of His Blood on his head and stayed that way ever after. So, in the paintings of the Madonna and Child, the finch is a symbol of the Passion and Death of the Lord, for which He was born.
We went for the lighting of the Christmas Tree in the Medieval Hall. This is perhaps the best Christmas season thing to do in New York.
“But Father! But Father!”, you are no doubt saying. “Wasn’t it snowing? Was it hard to get around? What was it like driving downtown on 7th?”
Sort of like this. Happily, we followed some sanitation trucks with plows as we passed through Times Square.
Then I slogged over to see a movie… The King’s Speech. GREAT.
This morning we had a little snow in Manhattan. You may have heard.