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

Saturday, June 12, 2004

Happy Birthday, John!!!!!!!! 4 years old today! Wow, where does the time go. Doesn't seem too long ago I was holding a cute tiny 16-month old. You're getting so big!

The kids are down for their nap. John came with me to dump the grass. We'll probably head for the lake later. It is sunny and warmer today. For once. We've had rain on 28 of the last 35 days. Boooooo.

When John says prayers, sometimes he'll say A-men with a long A, or sometimes he'll pronounce it like Aw-men, then he'll say "A-men and Aw-men make opposites!" Ha.

In the reading dept, after finishing War and Peace I'm on a classics bent, so at home I started reading Lord of the Flies, and at work I'm reading A Bell For Adano, and will start on Anna Karenina.

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