On a blue moon!
Was there an eclipse, too? Some thought they saw a shadow on the moon. Or maybe it was just an edge of one of those fast flying clouds.
Romans brought in the new year with a week of crack bang boom, at all hours of the day and night. Boy, do they love fireworks!
Last night, it rained in gusty downpours, and the fireworks competed not only with fog and water but also with thunder and lightning.
Thunder sounds different here than it does anywhere else I’ve lived—as if it’s banging around in a bowl, as if its rumbles bounce off of the Apennines and then bounce hollowly off of the rooftops of Rome with deflected force. It sounds more like fireworks than like the sky breaking.
The other booms last night were the prosecco corks popping! Buon anno!
The Roving Locavore 
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