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 22, 2004

Whoa-ho-hoooooo Nellie, she's-uh cold around here. Temps were around 12 below this morning. Now, remember a week ago when the media was all in a tizzy because *gasp* it got down to 3 below in New England?! Well, I haven't seen any media hordes clomping around here covering this story. Last week when it got cold, up north where they have more snow to help chill the air, temps got down to 30 and 40 below on a couple nights. It might have been that cold there again last night. The weather forecasts for next week are saying that it's possible that the stretch between Jan 27 and Feb 6 could see the coldest weather this area has experienced in 7 or 8 years. Hmm, don't see Tom Brokaw here yet...

Anyway, should get a bit warmer, up in the 20s, over the weekend before getting cold again. This is usually the coldest stretch of the year, even though we've gained about 35 minutes of sunlight since the solstice, the sun isn't powerful enough yet to warm up the planet again.

This morning I was sitting on the steps getting my shoes on, and John sat down beside me and said "I love my daddy boy", and I said "I love my John boy", and then he said in a sympathetic tone "come on boy, let's go home". Ha. (that's a line from the end of Fox and the Hound.)

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