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A woman singing to herself in the kitchen. Not always words, not always a tune that you can follow. Stream-of-consciousness singing. Busying her hands with homely tasks, happy to be where she is doing what she is doing. Unhappy women do not sing in the kitchen. If they're in the kitchen at all, they bang pots and pans and make a discordant racket. Contented women sing. On a summer evening, the far-off mutter of a man mowing his lawn. People do not mow the lawn if something is wrong, either within themselves or with society. These are beautiful, comforting sounds. These two gentle passages say, "Relax your vigilance. The world, both small and great, is in good order." |