A cloud or two in the sky...

But a beautiful evening yesterday, beautiful Dawn will reveal herself soon. Today is the feast of Saint Louis-Marie de Montfort, the 17th-18th century apostle of Our Lady; Holy Mass from Saint-Eugène (CE, Wiki) will be streamed at the usual hour (the proper is here). The Mass, Clama ne cesses, is evidently proper to the feast at Paris; the first verse of chapter 58 of the Prophet Isaias and the second of Psalm 48.

Int. Clama, ne cesses, quasi tuba exalta vocem tuam, et annuntia populo meo scelera eorum, et domui Jacob peccata eorum. V. Audite hæc, omnes gentes; auribus percipite, omnes qui habitatis orbem.

And a beautiful morning, too. 

Looking through the morning's mail, I saw this article from Religión en Libertad about the violinist Fiona Hughes, whose reading of Newman, inter alia, brought her into the Church. The ensemble she leads, Three Notch'd Road, has been performing Biber in Virginia churches, lucky devils-- the parishioners, I mean, although the musicians are lucky devils themselves, I reckon. On Spotify there's one album, with the Joyful Mysteries along with pieces of Kapsberger, Buxtehude, and Bach, from 2018. There are other performances at YouTube, as well.

Ante Vesperas. My 'dinner companion' for the next two or three days is the British serial Dalziel and Pascoe. I need the break from reading and, at 90 minutes, it is less of an investment than a movie would be. After an hour of it, the adventures of the 'Nauts are more entertaining, I think, although they are fairly clever together, Clarke and Buchanan. 

It is also the feast of Saint Peter (19th century), of Saint Gianna (20th century), and of Saint Peter (15th century).

V. Et álibi aliórum plurimórum sanctórum Mártyrum et Confessórum, atque sanctárum Vírginum. R. Deo grátias.