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

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Quite foggy around Blaine this morning. Other parts of the metro weren't quite so socked in. The kids liked walking around outside in the strange mist. Supposed to be somewhat humid today, so maybe it will at least feel warm.

I think the State Fair starts tomorrow here.

John's been antsy at times lately. Maybe he's just has too much energy pent up from being cooped up inside.

Hanna is feeling better, appears to be over her runny nose.

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