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, September 08, 2004

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HANNA!!!!!!!!! Whoo hoo! A big three years old today! (We'll be doing most of the celebration this weekend when guests come to visit.)

Last night after work I picked my friend Paul up at the airport. He had been in Boston for Worldcon, the scifi convention where the Hugos are handed out. We went over to the Mall of America, and he treated me to dinner at Twin City Grill.

Rhonda was starting to get the house ready for guests, so I took the kids and entertained them. We did some big sparklers outside on the driveway. I also took them to the park for a bit, just as it was getting dark. Was a mite chilly too.

I have some reading to do already for class on Saturday. I'll try to get that done tonight, after the kidlings are tucked away in bed.

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