Which is a bit unusual-- although (it's now before half past six) I was out a bit earlier than most days. A morning of business to attend to although this is an exaggeration: I have to investigate this and that about future housing online. I don't think I'll actually have to talk (horrors!) to anyone about this nonsense. Discovered last week that while I'm more than eligible, based on my income, to become a tenant at any of the score of government-subsidized apartment buildings etc in Portland (where I want to move to, St Stephen's and Holy Rosary Churches...) that they all have waiting lists of at least eighteen months; while I expect that a similar situation, mutatis mutandis, exists here in Eugene, eh, we shall see. This house is becoming... untenable; while I've long since made my peace with creatures living in the walls the (temporary, temporary, oh I know, dear landlady) absence of hot water is a new development. In the short term, I can embrace my Third World or wilderness adventure situation (boiling water to wash! reminds me of the largely unlamented camping trips of my childhood) but, eh.
If I have understood correctly, there is no streaming of Holy Mass from Saint-Eugène until Wednesday, which is the first of the seasonal Ember Days this week. Klassikaraadio is streaming a Beethoven concert from Bonn in 2019 at 0900 in its 'Concert Hall' program and one from 2015 introducing Gregorian chant at 1100. But at 1130, I believe, Iestyn Davies and the ensemble Arcangelo are on stage at Wigmore Hall.
The 'Advent calendar' from Neumz this morning features Dr Hélène Derieux presenting the antiphona ad communionem from yesterday's Mass Gaudete, Dicite pusillanimes.
... Unfortunately, a large part of his work-- and we’re speaking here of tens of thousands of drawings, notes, and other items-- was never definitively assembled into the series of books he had planned out. The one major work he did publish in his lifetime, The Bestiary of Christ, has appeared in English only in an abbreviated version. The finished manuscript of his magnum opus, The Vulnerary of Christ, on the five wounds of Jesus and the long history of devotion to the Sacred Heart, was stolen shortly before his death. Only recently, thanks to a painstaking reconstruction by Gauthier Pierozak, was it possible to publish it in French; in January Angelico will publish a deluxe, copiously-illustrated English translation, of which I had the privilege of reading the page proofs, and which I mostly highly recommend....