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

Wednesday, July 02, 2003

And the lovely evenings continue. Rhonda went to Walmart last night, so I tossed the kidlings into the pool again. They had a good time. Hanna this thing lately where she'll go get rocks and bring them over to me. I'll say go put them back, and she'll take them and put them back, and then she'll come over again, and my hand is empty, and she'll pretend to take something out of my hand and go all the way back and pretend to drop rocks again. Funny. She'll now say a few animal sounds. If you ask what does a kitty say, or what does a doggie say, she'll say what clearly is meant to be meow and woof woof.

John always asks if he can go to Bible Academy, he really likes it there. So, since it is Wednesday, he'll get to go tonight. I'll take him, as Rhonda is going somewhere.

Been quite busy in my new job, but it's been fun. It's the kind of programming I like to do, and it's a chance to learn some valuable, marketable skills, so can't complain.

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