Nearly a month has gone by without any new posts, despite my recent statements about blogging in earnest. I'm finding that teaching writing classes not only involves lots of time grading papers but also focuses my interest on writing. I'm actually writing a lot in various journals and notebooks, but not focusing in the short run on material I want to post here. We'll see what develops. Let's just say, my cessation of blogging is not due to deterioration of my health. I might be back soon. It probably depends on how spring unfolds - wildflowers, lizards, interesting insects, etc., usually fire me up and prompt me to keep my camera batteries charged.
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.
One of the places where I love to hang out and put pressure on the seasons to move forward - as if I could! - is the Greenville Y. I always start poking around in early March, hoping to catch the first flower species to bloom, and the first invertebrates to crawl. Once again, the dandelions win the wildflower race. No sign yet of the Stream Orchid, nor of the Elegant Rockcress, the latter usually one of the first native species to bloom in this area. Dandelions are non-native, of course, but I love them anyway. As I look for the first leaves of a number of species of wildflowers, I also enjoy seeing the remnants of last fall, represented here by last fall's blackberry leaves, empty milkweed pods, and an about-to-explode cat-o-nine-tail head.