October 28, 2007 : Seventeen degrees and fine with patchy sunshine. I'm starting to understand what a wide meteorological vocabulary you need if you're going to describe the weather every day.
Today is All Souls mass at the Chiesa di San Gottardo in Carmine Superiore. We have mass only five times a year up here, so it's usually an occasion. All Souls is when we remember all the dead of the village, a line going back more than 1,000 years. With the sad death of Arturo Albertella last week, it was even more poignant today.
Giuliano told me at my first All Souls mass that this is the occasion in the calendar when, traditionally, everyone takes their smart, black winter coat out of mothballs for the winter. But only once in my five years here has the weather been cold enough.
More grist to the climate change mill?
Monday 29 October 2007
All Souls Mass
October 28, 2007 : Seventeen degrees and fine with patchy sunshine. I'm starting to understand what a wide meteorological vocabulary you need if you're going to describe the weather every day.
Today is All Souls mass at the Chiesa di San Gottardo in Carmine Superiore. We have mass only five times a year up here, so it's usually an occasion. All Souls is when we remember all the dead of the village, a line going back more than 1,000 years. With the sad death of Arturo Albertella last week, it was even more poignant today.
Giuliano told me at my first All Souls mass that this is the occasion in the calendar when, traditionally, everyone takes their smart, black winter coat out of mothballs for the winter. But only once in my five years here has the weather been cold enough.
More grist to the climate change mill?
Today is All Souls mass at the Chiesa di San Gottardo in Carmine Superiore. We have mass only five times a year up here, so it's usually an occasion. All Souls is when we remember all the dead of the village, a line going back more than 1,000 years. With the sad death of Arturo Albertella last week, it was even more poignant today.
Giuliano told me at my first All Souls mass that this is the occasion in the calendar when, traditionally, everyone takes their smart, black winter coat out of mothballs for the winter. But only once in my five years here has the weather been cold enough.
More grist to the climate change mill?
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