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

Thursday, November 06, 2003

Today there is a mysterious ball of yellow fire in the sky. We are frightened. Perhaps the gods are angry with us. And, and, the sky is this strange blue color. Oh, what does it mean. Isn't the sky supposed to be a dull gray, thick with clouds?

Was rather chilly here this morning. But, by next Tuesday temps could be as warm as 50! Well, may be able to do leaves one last time, then.

Had orchestra practice last night. We'll play Nov 16. I don't like cut time.

Last night played we played a bit of hide the metronome. We start it beeping and then hide it somewhere, often in plain sight. The kids go out to the kitchen, and then come in and look for the metronome by following the beeping sounds. (Hanna comes in, looks around, and says "Beep!") John just loved that game back when we first started doing it with him.

Hanna usually had trouble finding it by herself. Once John hid it himself, he put it under a fire hat, went out to the kitchen and came back in, and ran right by hat! You goof, you put it there yourself!

Well, Hanna figured that out real quick, so she started hiding it under the hat, would go out and come back and she would always come right to the hat and look under it! She had lots of fun doing that.

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