Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Friday, January 17, 2003

Happy Birthday, Mom! Just talked to Mom on the phone a little while ago. Glenn and Joan and Grandma Schultz were also there, having some cake and ice cream, so said hi to them as well. Joan made a German chocolate cake! Mmmmm. Wish I could have some too. Got John put to bed a few minutes ago.

One feature I'll be adding to the site in the near future is the Picture of the Week. I want to change the picture that is on the initial page (at http://www.jeffkouba.com) on a weekly basis, so there's always something new to see.

Gotta go into work tomorrow, to try and finish up some parts of this project that just won't die. Oh well.

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