Each day is remarkably like the one before it, and the one after it. Rising bell rings at 5:15am, loud dinging and donging, reminiscent of something from convent in the The Sound of Music. Lauds starts at 5:50am, with the words that begin the day; “Lord open my lips, and my mouth shall proclaim your praise.“
6:50 is Terce, followed by (continue reading at the Times Union…)
