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, January 17, 2005

Brrr. The northern part of Minnesota saw some brutal temps overnight. A few places were around 50 degrees below zero. Tomorrow, here in the Twin Cities, it might get up to 25 above or so, but could be very windy.

I read the kids the Curious George book where he goes camping, so now Hanna asks if we can go camping. Um, not for a little while yet.

Hanna has had a cough lately, yesterday she was a little slower than usual.

The Vikings? Bah. Absolutely no surpise to that results. The Eagles are a very good team, the Vikes are a bad team, with a pathetic defense. The linebackers should be staked to an anthill in the desert. And what was with that fake field goal play? Isn't it the responsibility of the coaching staff to be prepared for that?

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