The sun was up at 7:09 in Rome and set at 18:47. The Ave Maria was to be rung at 19:00. The Feast: St. Placid and companions.
It’s definitely mosquito season here. I found both my hands to have been bit up in the night, which is seriously annoying. It’s ironic, since screens were installed with the new windows. I know how they are getting in and I will devise a cunning plan against their ingress.
Black to move. This one shouldn’t take very long.
This morning I took my chalice to the shop where it was made over 30 years ago and the very same goldsmith. I almost didn’t bring it, what with the confusion of the hurricane and changing flights. I figured that because some folks had contributed to its overhaul, I had better get to it and the dollar is really good. We had a good chat about it and made a plan.
I had a bit of a stroll afterward but my knee is acting up. Home again.
But I did stop and pick up some clams!
Some other choices.
A couple of street shots.