God's in His heaven

I'm at home on a cold October Saturday afternoon, making vegetable soup that with the addition of a beet from the crisper has attained the status of borscht.  Bob just put six loaves of bread into the oven.  The girls are playing upstairs.  CBC is playing the right show at the right time (Definitely Not the Opera, to be precise) and doing its usual stunning thing of introducing me to sounds and ideas I've never heard of and would never know about otherwise.  All's right with the world.