Idyllic

Wild camping last night in some woods a little way out of Piacenza. This was my front garden this morning. 

I slept under the stars, using just the inner layer of the tent as a mosquito net (there were swarms of those, so I wasn't taking chances). I was surrounded by crickets, butterflies, hoverflies, bees, wasps, and at one point, fireflies. Bats swooped overhead at dusk. It was glorious. 

And then morning prayer today in the warm dawn sun, and I was able to take my time over it, really relish the Psalms.

This is exactly what Manchán mac Silláin had in mind when he sang about "praying to God in the beautiful places."

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