|Gustave Doré - The Prodigal Son Returns|
(and no that isn't Nicky and Nora
running to greet him!)
Our darling Blake - Uncle Pervy to the HFH - made two trips to Dorval to pick up, first, the HFH and myself and then, 10 days later, Laurent and has provided chauffeur service on several occasions. Rick and John provided me with luxury accommodation and good food for well beyond the three days that is the acceptable olfactory period for guests and fish. Our Cathy ran a willing, efficient, clean and reasonable - you can't get more reasonable than free - taxi service and took me out for drink when I needed it most. Ron and Gord provided food, fun, great company and a momentary return, figuratively, to Italy - welcome respite from all those boxes. Jeff, George and Alan knew that a day at the cottage would soothe the frazzled nerves. Peter and Joe ditto - though they got to go back home to Rome (I'll deal with them later). All our other family and friends who sent love, kisses and good wishes have helped make the landing softer and for that we are grateful.
|Return of the Prodigal Son - An etching dated to 1963 only one of many works by Rembrandt Van Rijn depicting the parable. He was to return to the subject several times in oils.|
And then there is Betty Jean - summer camp counselor extraordinaire for the HFH. She boarded our two little hellions for much longer than was intended with the grace that is her trademark. Even the fact that Nicky felt it behooved him to mark his territory on her couch the minute he arrived didn't seem to phase her. She took the deadly duo for long walks - or rather Nora dragged her on long walks from the sounds of it - which they now seem to expect. There will never be any way we can adequately repay her for her time and care - though I have suggested Laurent could go over and shovel her snow after those overnight blizzards that are the norm in Ottawa winters. She however feels that her own room in that Villa she firmly believes we should buy in Tuscany would be an adequate thank you. Well we all can dream - her and us!
|A favourite of Renaissance artists, the story was recorded in 1530 by Bernardino Licinio who placed the scene firmly in the Lombardy of his time. No doubt it was meant as a warning to the scions of wealthy families who had been led astray.|
13 agosto - San Ponziano