Prince of the heavenly host
Today is Michaelmas, commemorating my favorite angel. I used to often stop to admire him during my long-ago visits to Trieste, where his magnificent mosaic image adorns the facade of the Serbian Orthodox church. The feast of Saint Michael marks a time of transitions, summer into fall into winter, reflections on the past and musings on the future. I hope to do more with my life now that time is growing short, and look forward to resuming travels abroad since I got my Covid booster shot today. Trieste will probably always remain a memory, but there are so many places I've yet to explore, so much I want to read, and write. Be well, friends.
