first off, happy feast day to all named after this great doctor of the church, especially the uniquely dubbed young miss avila.
as i was crossing a half-flooded river en route to my second Mass this morning, i struck a submerged boulder and almost wiped out at 5 km/h; however, as chance would have it, i simply dumped my foot into the river, straightened out, and continued onwards. my foot was soaked and clammy in my good shoes, so as i was riding i took off my shoe and sock and tried to "air dry" them, to no avail. so, when i arrived at the chapel for Mass, i needed to make a decision: put on a wet shoe and wet sock (not in that order) or, because it was the feast of st teresa, the discalced carmelite, wear nothing on my feet. sure - alb, white fiddle-back and bare feet...
as i was crossing a half-flooded river en route to my second Mass this morning, i struck a submerged boulder and almost wiped out at 5 km/h; however, as chance would have it, i simply dumped my foot into the river, straightened out, and continued onwards. my foot was soaked and clammy in my good shoes, so as i was riding i took off my shoe and sock and tried to "air dry" them, to no avail. so, when i arrived at the chapel for Mass, i needed to make a decision: put on a wet shoe and wet sock (not in that order) or, because it was the feast of st teresa, the discalced carmelite, wear nothing on my feet. sure - alb, white fiddle-back and bare feet...
