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

Monday, March 08, 2004

Boy, we just got dumped on with a lot of snow. I don't recall hearing much about it in the forecast. It was like we were inside a snow globe for awhile. We went out for a lunch today, and it short drive over to the restaurant over by Rosedale we passed a number of accidents. One car upside down in the ditch, another had an ambulance by it, a couple three other fender benders. Man, slow down people. You can't go 80 mph on slick streets and stop on a dime. I think my theory continues to hold, that every traffic accident is because someone does something stupid.

John was up and out of his bed this morning before I got up. I don't know if Ellie went in there and woke him up or what. He just played in his room while I showered.

We played a Care Bears game last night. John enjoys it. Hanna is not quite ready for games yet though. But I must encourage game-playing. I got stacks of them downstairs ready for them when they get older!

Victor Davis Hanson was the In Depth interview on BookTV this weekend. (A three hour interview with an author.) I taped it, and watched the first two hours. I like his writing, he's a thinker.

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