Talking to the Owl

Children will be who they want to be.  Sylvia has decided she wants to be a police officer when she grows up, so I left work early yesterday and we visited the police station.  Here she is, asking me if I need to be taken to jail.  A lot of times it’s cute, but sometimes I wish she was more interested in something like horses or even firefighters.  I remember though as a little kid being fascinated with WWII through the Bill Mauldin comics.  I guess that is the difficult part of parenting: realizing that your kids are their own people and they are bound to inherit some of your own flaws.

I visited the letterbox I placed in Lincoln Woods back in August 8 of 2005.  A pen had gone missing so I replaced it, but the book was dry and the stamp was fine. 

Letterboxing is a fun orienteering-style game where you get directions to a letterbox and attempt to find it.  Mine can be found here, and I’ve posted pictures of each entry on my Flickr account.  Pretty much any place you go, there is a letterbox, so it’s a fun thing to do as part of a hike.  Even in little Gould, CO, there is a Lake Agnes Letterbox.  I’ll have to check it out sometime.

Letterboxing has a funny similiarity to blogging.  You put out little nuggets for strangers to run across and then see what they have to say.

Lincoln, RI was selected as number 60 in the Money best places to live poll.  I’m not surprised.  We have a wonderful wooded park with ample mountain biking trailes just out my back door.  Downtown Providence is a 10 minute drive away.  Boston is less than an hour drive away and we aren’t far from the commuter rail line. 

Interestingly, Louisville, CO ranked 3.  I suspect their good mental health center and proximity to Boulder have something to do with it. Fort Collins didn’t rank at all, which surprised me.