Some Kind of Ecstasy

Some Kind of Ecstasy

Yesterday after work I was watching Garth perform stunts on 

his scooter in the alley, when I heard some music floating over 

the breeze and remembered that Chris Silver was playing at the 

park downtown.

I grabbed Maggie, we abandoned the kids to their own devices 

and walked toward the river for some fun. The early autumn sky 

came in beautifully, our friends were there, and Chris' band was 

rocking.

Toward the end of the night, Chris looked out at everyone and said, 

"This is my community," and it was real and true - and not just for him.

~ Hal

Summer Thunderstorms

Summer Thunderstorms

Our last fling of summer was to drive down through Iowa to Rock 

Island, Illinois for Maggie's 25th high school Reunion. We got up 

very, very early on Saturday morning and made our way down 

through some beautiful farm country while the skies put on a 

dramatic show at sunrise.

We had a wonderful time catching up with old friends and I made a 

few new ones as well. We also spent some good time with Maggie's 

folks, who put up with our coming and going and helped with the 

kids for the weekend.

On the way home we ran into some really intense summer 

thunderstorms rolling east of Waterloo, Iowa. I pulled over and 

got out of the car to take some photos as the leading edge of 

these scary looking clouds bore down on us.

~ Hal