But it is a beautiful morning, and warmer. At the supermarket, the word was that it is supposed to be hot during the next several days; who knows what that might mean but I bought a six pack of Coke to see me through, ha; had never had them before but because they were on sale I bought the 7.5 oz size cans. Often I lose interest at some point during the drinking of 12 oz of the stuff so this will presumably prevent that from happening.
It is the feast of the Apostles Saints Philip and James (Introibo) in the 1960 Calendar i.e. in the 'Extraordinary Form' of the Roman Rite; having already said their Office myself, back on the Kalends, I've been saying the Office of the Tuesday in Rogationibus. Not going to hurt, hearing a second Mass of the Apostles, however [but the 1st was a Saturday i.e. no Mass from St.-E.]; Saint-Eugène begins momentarily. The Mass is Clamaverunt ad te, Domine.
Post Sextam. I never learned much about Simone Weil, being put off I think by her enthusiasm for the wrong side in the Spanish Civil War and for industrial laborers. But I ought to put aside my prejudices and read about the woman, I expect; just finished Gjertrud Schnackenberg's The Heavenly Feast (A.M. Juster on Twitter plurimas gratias ago).
It is also the feast of Saint Ignatius (18th century), of Saint Illuminatus (13th century), and of Saint Francesco (18th century).
V. Et álibi aliórum plurimórum sanctórum Mártyrum et Confessórum, atque sanctárum Vírginum. R. Deo grátias.