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, December 21, 2005

Over the river and through the woods

...and down hundreds of miles of freeway asphalt to my sister's house we go.

Feh. Really not looking forward to the drive, but will be fun to spend Christmas with a house full of family.

We're leaving Thursday, and will be on the road for an unholy length of time, so no blogging Thursday. Will return to the blog sometime Friday, as a house with seven kids age 5 and under and 8 adults allows. And, we plan to return to the Nordland here on Tuesday. (But the neighbors are around and will be watching, all you evildoers.)

At some point in the next 24 hours this blog will cross another little milestone, 20,000 visitors since Sept 16 when I got sitemeter plugged into the page.

Thanks again for all who stop by and grace me with your attention.

Have a very Merry Christmas, one and all...

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