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, January 05, 2005

Took the kids swimming last night, it was the first of a new session of swimming lessons. For John's group, they had two teachers, which was good. It's needed for that age group. Hanna continues to progress too, she loves to just stick her whole face in the water.

The whirlpool was closed off by the time I wanted to get in, which rather irked me. I get rather chilled after swimming, and like to warm up in the whirlpool. Then, there are usually only two showers that ever get real hot. The handicapped one, and one in a corner. I always grab the corner one as John likes to take hot showers. Seems like most people don't know this, which is fine with me, otherwise there'd be a stampede for that one shower. I wish the Y would get on the ball and make those showers hotter.

Here is an interesting article on Haydn, by the always interesting Terry Teachout.

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