The rose at 7:26 in Rome today and it will set at 18:24. The Ave Maria bell will be neglected, as usual, at 18:45.
Yesterday, I trotted over to the Porta Sant’Anna and met a couple friends for a walk in Vatican Gardens. First, we went up to the roof of the Basilica, where there is a rather good bar for a coffee and roll.
As you can imagine, the view from the roof is great. Not as high as from the cupola, but not bad.
A view not many see. The backs of the heroic statues on the facade.
I always want you to have a chance to read some Latin.
Down on the ground, we went past the Casa Santa Marta, quickly, and to an errand or two in office of the Fabbrica and Gendarmeria. Meanwhile, how cool is it to have an inscription to commemorate Palestrina?
On Saturday the immense train door was open. There are trains that run to Castel Gandolfo. Looking out into Italy. You don’t see this every day.
Along the way.
The residence of Benedict XVI. We stopped and pray for him, Aves in German.
The Lourdes grotto.
Its altar. It may be possible to celebrate Mass there. Must learn more.
Nearby, the place where the horrid pagan ceremony took place and a tree was planted. Here it is. We have no round up, or the story might have been different.
It is known, however, that a priest did come to this spot and read the long St. Michael Prayer.
Another infamous tree. This is on the other side of the Basilica, where the Museums are. This is the Tree of Islamic Infamy, where the Iman read the sutra to claim the Vatican for Islam.
No plaque here. Curious. All the other trees have plaques.
It’s as if these spots surround San Pietro… Traspontina, Sant’Uffizio, Santa Marta, pagan tree, Imam tree.
Looking out of Vatican City into Rome.
And, on the way home from Mass in the evening, a shot of where I buy my coppiette. Alas, no longer horse.
A glance in the doorway.
Bona dies, indeed!
COLD REPORT: Nothing to report today. Some cough in the morning, gone in the afternoon.
Sunday I was asked to celebrate the main, Solemn Mass at Ss Trinità. Among the announcements the pastor made, he thanks you and me. They hit the target for the baptismal font. After Mass, at a little reception, they gave me a chasuble, which was very kind of them.
More on that later.
Meanwhile, I was up late-ish, watching the blog transition. So far so good.
If only I could have provided a little round up!