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

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

I am the eye in the sky

Can you spot my house?

(one house in from the intersection at the top right of the upside-down "U" street configuration in the middle of the pic, on the SW side of that intersection, N is to the top)

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