I am exchanging Harry Potter trivia questions with the aforementioned Voldy. An old epsisode of Star Trek is playing on te TV, and the sun is shining bright as can be. The lake, only 10 feet from my back door, is sparkling like spun sugar, calm and glistening, reflecting the greenery of trees and bushes around its banks. Wildflowers are blooming in an array of purples and blues, and every so gently the branches of the weeping willow across the lake sway in the breeze. All is right with the world.