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, June 20, 2005

Special Day is over

Now I return to just being the guy who goes out and kills an antelope and brings it back to the cave.

Last night John sat down on the couch with me for a little bit while I was watching the US Open. Someone made a long putt and there was cheering and the guy raised his hands in the air, and John said "He won!" Heh.

Hanna got a nice little scratch on her leg from somewhere. This morning I put some antibiotic cream on it, and Hanna called the cream the "owie cleaner". Ha.

On the kids cd with the songs from the Beginners Bible, the song about being a good neighbor has some little snippets of people talking, and one of the lines is someone saying "Kid, ya gotta get out there and clean up the streets!" For some reason, John and Hanna think that is hilarious.

That song has some things that are way over kids' heads. There's one voice saying "Good morning, Mrs. Barber", imitating Robin Williams and "Good morning, Vietnam". There's also a voice imitating Don Knotts.

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