Came across

What's the lower-case version of a revelation? The diminutive of a discovery? A find? A chance occasion?

In any event, this Tuesday offered two concise examples. Cooped up in the office for much of the afternoon, and needing some musical accompaniment to my grading, I confidently typed 'Mozart' into Grooveshark's search box, and spotted an album entitled 'Mozart for Meditation.' Full speed ahead, I figured - and a few minutes later was treated to the ravishingly beautiful Vesperae Solennes (K 339).

That made the grading go well, and a few hours later a bright, sunny sky made the late afternoon with Cleo go equally smoothly. We picked up a sub sandwich and drove to a rather little-known meadow just off of Alpine Drive, west of a creek that we like to muck about in, when the weather permits. As we munched on our sandwich, we chatted about food groups - and then, as boys played on it, recalled the large acoustic sculpture adjacent to to the forest. Not long after, Cleo was shaping tunes with its ample pipes, as L., who had walked up from work, and I enjoyed the lambent early evening.

But wait: one last unearthing. The sublime soprano aria of Vesperae Solennes, it turns out, is based on Psalm 117. And that Psalm, a devout prayer, includes these lines: "Praise the Lord, all you nations." I can, I think, understand the sentiment: the sense of an almost binding piety. But today I was equally impressed by the ability of various environments to offer up lovely music of their own accord.