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, May 17, 2004

I wonder if John is going through a little growth spurt. He's gained a couple pounds, and grown an inch or few. Also, often lately he says he's hungry, often around bedtime after we've had our snacks. I don't think it is just a delay tactic. He'll eat something.

Got over an inch of rain overnight. More cool cloudy weather today, sigh, but should be nice tomorrow. There was some thunder and lightning, I think some of scared John. I heard him crying and went in there. He settled down and went back to sleep.

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