Vacation

Today begins my first week-long vacation since accepting the call to First Presbyterian Church of Owensboro. The day is full of bright sunshine, crisp air and the gentle display of autumn leaves cascading down upon our backyard - a great day to begin a vacation.

Wyatt continues to get better. Although, I did just wipe his nose and this never ending snot-trail kept on coming out of his nostril. It was like one of those magic tricks ("Illusions, Michael, they're illusions!") where one handkerchief becomes a string of sixty flowing out of a sleeve. But beyond those minor unpleasantries, Wyatt is breathing - and sleeping! - much better.

We are headed up to northern Indiana this afternoon. Anna has a friend from college who is getting married, so we will have a chance to be reminded of our own vows as we watch new ones expressed.

Hopefully, we'll also be able to take with us season 1, disc 2 of Twin Peaks. We are getting into the mystery that is the death of Laura Palmer. We watched the first two episodes and found ourselves both giggling and squirming - very bizarre, but also very good television. It is also clear Twin Peaks broke a lot of new ground and continues to shape a lot of shows and movies. A lot of the serial "crime-scene" shows today seem to rely heavily on Twin Peaks, and you can't watch the first five minutes of a Twin Peaks episode without thinking about Lost.

Good times,

Wes