Max and Will (my twin two-year-olds) are lingering over their english muffins, eggs and juice while I make plans for the day. It is not so unbearably moist today, so we will likely pack a lunch and go survey what damage last night's storms did to one of the nearby state parks. The boys will be fascinated by the rarity of a full and fast-flowing Platte, and I will be glad to head outside and absorb light not produced by a computer monitor. Obviously, I am getting off the damn compter now.
Much Peace
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