It snows outside. The house is almost quiet except for soft whispers of the fire in the fireplace. For a while I sat in silence watching the snow outside the window gently falls onto the ground... I started and listened to the sensual music of Dusty Springfield then Marianne Faithful... "If you go away", "You don't have to say you love me" Dusty Springfield then Marianne Faithful's "As tears go by" brought much nostalgia; a gentle sadness came to me.
10am. Watched the rituals of the Catholic Church Conclave. It is filled with solemnity, unworldly beauty, ancient process, music and prayers in Latin. An incredibly picturesque pageantry with colorful Swiss guards, Michelangelo magnificent frescos in the Sistine Chapel. No woman, though.
