DOMENICA DELLE PALME
This was one of my most popular posts back in 2010 and, indeed, ever. I am reposting it this Palm Sunday. I hope longstanding readers won't mind seeing it again.
She has been there all week, the palm lady, sitting at the side of the road, deftly weaving fronds into objects of beauty. She sets up her stall long before the morning rush hour begins, and she is still there as everyone hurries home for lunch. She carries on braiding and plaiting, adorning her finished palms with ribbons of all colours, through the silent siesta hours and as the shop shutters go up again for the evening reopening. As darkness defeats her, she stops, but she is there again the following morning, bright and early. On Sunday she continues her dexterous craft and only when the bells for the last Mass of this Palm Sunday morning have sounded does she pack up her wares for another year. I hope she is having a rest.