The annual event that, historically, hasn't been so annual happened today for the second consecutive year.
Here we have the priest with the same little girl assistant as last year. She's changed a little but him, not so much.
Here's the inside of the church, dedicated to San Antonio, all flowered up for the occasion.
We met Gian Giacomo who lived in our house when was young. He told us stories of sleeping on a mattress on the floor with all the harvests of potatoes and apples.
After the mass there was some eating and drinking.
And some guys solving the world's problems.
Which of course ended in some singing.
Much fun was had by all.