Nearly a month went by without any new posts, despite my recent statements about blogging in earnest. I found that teaching writing classes not only involved lots of time grading papers but also focused my interest on writing. I'm actually writing a lot in various journals and notebooks, but was not focusing in the short run on material I wanted to post here. Finally, in the month of July, I managed to resume my average of one post per day for the month. I plan to surpass that volume from here on out. What I post here, combined with my daily writing in journals, is mostly fine-tuning what I hope to publish in a memoir about my experiences in education as student, parent, teacher, supporter and critic.
Meanwhile, I am still available for guiding local nature hikes. Contact me at blackoaknaturalist@att.net to inquire about rates and parameters of time, distance, and personal needs regarding matters of health and fitness.
I have been teaching since 1965 and have recently joined the English Department as an Associate Faculty member at Feather River College. Recently taught Nature Literature in America and am currently teaching Interpersonal Communication and Basic Reading and Writing.
It struck me again today what a beautiful place this is. I showed our guest from Georgia the brightest, reddest maple tree in the neighborhood and my favorite coffee shop. Then, as I approached the construction zone north of the Keddie Y, I saw a scene I've photographed every year for several years [3rd photo from top], a dogwood and maple in their fullest red and yellow against a green background of Douglas-fir. The I stopped by Indian Creek just north of where it joins Spanish Creek to form the East Branch of the North Fork of the Feather River, the place known locally as the Greenville Y. AS I headed on toward Greenville, I saw lots of beautiful Bigleaf Maple [previous post] and Poison Oak as well as a nice-looking fly. The fly was buzzing around some blooming chicory, but I could never get her to sit still on a flower long enough for a photo. Here [fourth photo down] she probably thought she was hiding from me.
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