It is finished.

There is nothing more to do but to read about Russians and listen repeatedly to Sufjan Stevens sing "Chicago" or even just the line "I'd swim across lake Michigan." Maybe a little Dylan thrown in.

I made a stew tonight with celery root. I bought the vegetable though it looked liable to eat me instead of complying with a quite opposite plan. Crisp yet hearty. And NPR has a live internet stream! Chopping has never been so enjoyable.