A rather quiet Saturday spent mostly at home with the chores, with reading, and with exercise. Emily made a good breakfast, as you can see from the picture. I swam seven laps on an Olympic-sized pool. I changed the light bulbs in my study area. Quiet, just quiet.
Today was also the Feast of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel. I am happy to say I completed the nine day novena prior and wrapped it up with the Mass this morning. Bishop Valles was the main celebrant and homilist.
[soundcloud url="https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/273955657" params="color=ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false" width="100%" height="166" iframe="true" /]Today's poem is Pedagogic by Cirilo Bautista. Not his best one, in my opinion, because it is, well, pedagogic. I don't know if that's intentional. The metaphor is forced and the slant rhyme at the end -- dolor / color -- doesn't make things any better.