Mon Reale/Mason’s Eucharist: by Bonnie McClellan

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By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.

Ginnie says:

February 3, 2010 at 3:52 pm

Beautiful. I could see it. Now I want to be there!

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1. bonniemcclellan says:
  
  February 3, 2010 at 4:00 pm
  
  Thanks Ginnie, It is an amazing place (the cathedral) although it looks very plain from the outside. I left out the yellow dogs sleeping in the piazza in front of the church..
  
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