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, January 29, 2004

Brr, more deep freeze weather. And tonight will be the coldest yet. Coldest temps in 3 years or so. And still no national media camped out here. Bah.

Grandma got Hanna some diapers for her dolls, and she plays with them a lot. She'll bring me a doll and a diaper and say "poopy diaper", and want me to put the diaper on the doll. Then she'll take the diaper off, and want me to put in on again, etc... She has fun playing with her dolls!

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