Valentine's Day

My wife has relieved me of my Valentine's Day responsibilities this year, and has made secret plans for us this evening. It is very much like her to enjoy giving more than receiving, and to be utterly careless of the responsibilities she could demand.

I stayed home today to do office work and prepare for RPO this week. There is a fine wind outside the window and rain on the windowpanes. Reading this morning Aeneid 6, Iliad 2 (finished!), Rev. 14, Is. 42, and Udolpho.

This passage in Udolpho was worth a chuckle:

They kept their distance, till they saw their opportunity, and this did not happen, till the second day's journey, when, the gentleman having sent his servants forward to the next town, may be, to have horses in readiness, the Signor's men quickened their pace, and overtook the carriage, in a hollow, between two mountains, where the woods prevented the servants from seeing what passed, though they were then not far off. When we came up, we fired our tromboni, but missed.

Unable to see the carriage through the woods, the tromboni were ineffective.