Thursday, November 26, 2015
Friday, November 20, 2015
Thursday, November 19, 2015
"The censor's sword pierces deeply into the heart of free expression." I like that. Ironically, the word "sword" contains the word "word," although there's no etymological connection that I can find.
As is the usual practice in this blog, I will explore connections between my teaching of English (critical thinking and writing) and the natural world. I'll be looking for activities in nature that may be seen as analogous to censorship.
I stole the title of today's post from the late Edward Abbey. I don't know if he stole it from someone else, but it seems likely.
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
The poem, to me, represents an uncomplicated peacefulness. I have fond memories of hiking and skiing in the "back country" during snow storms - places so quiet that I could actually hear snowflakes landing.
I suppose if I'd had my camera handy when I first left the house, I would have taken a couple of photos of the front yard and the dusting of snow on top of my firewood. Then this post might have turned out differently. Hopefully, there will be more snow soon so I can experiment with both photos and words.
Thursday, November 5, 2015
Sunday, November 1, 2015
Most of the dogwoods in this area have dropped their leaves, but a few trees in my neighborhood still show some color. (above)