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, August 01, 2003

I was at work till about 9:30 last night. Just pushing to get our part of this big project done. The kids were asleep by the time I got home, so missed them. John didn't sleep yesterday during his nap, so I guess he was pretty tired by the time it was bedtime, and went willingly.

When I dropped the kids off at Sue's house this morning, Hanna reached out to Sue all by herself this morning! First time! So, I'd say she was starting to feel more comfortable there.

It's a bit cooler today, in the mid 70s. Wow, it's August already. The summers are just too short here.

Here's a link to an article in the Strib about that famous painting of George Washington coming to the art museum here for a time...

click here!

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