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, August 20, 2003

Poor John. Last night was kinda hot and sticky, so we went over to the lake. Although, it was starting to cool off so we thought we'd just let the kids play on the playground most of the time. Well, when we got there it was sprinkling, and was dark off to the SE, and windy, didn't look good. We got out of the car, went over to the playground, and we weren't there more than a minute when the skies opened up. We dashed back to the car. John was upset because he wanted to play, and we had just got there! So, we went over to Macdonalds instead and he had fun crawling around there.

As we were driving back, we had gotten just a few miles from the lake, and we were out of the rain. It didn't end up raining at our house till early this morning. Much needed rain though. We've been in kind of a drought here.

While driving around, Hanna was "singing". She was just aaaahhhhhh-ing away.

Hanna is getting very good at giving hugs and kisses! She'll give a good solid hug. It took John a long time to give a firm hug.

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