Alleluia!

Today is the last day of the Easter Octave. The Paschal feast is so glorious that the joy of Easter Sunday cannot be contained within one day - the celebration spills over into the next seven days and each Mass of the octave is reminiscent of a Sunday. 

It's a beautiful day. And a beautiful start to a long weekend: morning Mass and a pleasant breakfast with a dear friend, and some time reading and thinking about my thesis (and dozing) over iced chocolate at McCafe.

Even the weather is pleasant: it's raining, but the rain is soft and gentle and cooling.