The best news is that my niece has been in town; it’s been great fun showing her around and sharing a few meals with her. A lovely break from solitude and living here alone. No question, a few plans with family and friends are all part of the balance.
In the late afternoon yesterday we happened up the monks singing Mass at San Miniato. Beautiful. Soon after that we were almost locked in at the cemetery behind the church. Um, can’t have enough reminders—watch the time.
A couple of hours later, as we were enjoying dinner at Piazza Santo Spirito, a woman at the table next to us let out a scream. With that two men at a nearby table jumped over the plexiglass barrier, ran around the corner and out of sight. Five minutes later they returned the woman’s pocketbook, took their seats, and enjoyed a sip of wine. Evidently a young man had grabbed the bag but dropped it on the road when he realized he was being chased. Um, can’t have enough reminders—watch your bag.
I’ve been writing at the nearby library every morning. Except for the occasional scraping of chairs on the stone floor, it is incredibly quiet in there. People are writing and studying, but step out to answer their phone.
Today I bought a skein of ‘Alpaca Baby’ wool at a yarn store that I found on line a year ago. When traveling I need something small and easy to knit—a cowl fits my specifications. If you’re a knitter, check the site out for fun. www.campolmifilati.it