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 email@example.com 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.
On my way to camp this morning, I thought I'd stop by my favorite "milkweed place" to see if the weekend activities of the High Sierra Music Festival crushed my milkweeds into oblivion. They're right by the roadside on Lee Road where thousands of people drove or walked by this past weekend. Sometimes weed eater crews come in advance of the crowds and mow everything in sight, including the milkweeds I've come to think of as mine. I was thrilled to find over a dozen blooming plants still intact and some apparently happy guests, my favorite bug, the Red Milkweed Beetle, Tetraopes basalis. When I put one on my left hand and took a few photos with my right, she assumed a perfect position to reveal the source of her name. Tetraopes means 'four eyes.' The antennae attach to the head in a way that appears to split each eye in two, giving the impression of having four eyes. Part 2 of my survival story will post tomorrow. It has to do with the fact I'm 'mad about Madia.'