Sunday, 25 December 2011

Silent Night

It's past midnight now, and Christmas eve has become Christmas morning. I'm settled in with a glass of wine, my laptop, and my love, watching midnight mass at St. Peter's Basilica. You don't have to subscribe to any religion to appreciate the beauty and majesty of the architecture, the baroque grandiosity of Bernini's masterworks, and the pageantry of the ritual. That said, after it's over, I'll be watching the episode of Bones where Santa gets blown up and Brennan has to strip Booth to his underwear (for science), because that's just how I roll.

Whatever you celebrate, I hope it's beautiful for you.

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