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.
Like I wrote yesterday, I'll probably pester my followers with photos and stories of the Treehoppers over the next few weeks, but, I promise, I won't limit the blog to that topic. This morning I provoked the big mama a bit to see if she would fly. It was still too clodl for flight, but she was pretty good at trying to hide behind the twig as I approached. I chased her around the twig several times before I could get this shot. I assumed she was responding to my approach via the visual sense, but I'm not sure. I'm sure someone has written a dissertation on these bugs, but I enjoy finding things out for myself. Richard Feynman, the late physicist and Nobel laureate wrote a book titled "On the Pleasure of Finding Things Out" which I found very inspiring. As a school teacher, I have always honored curiosity, despite the number of cats that may have perished in its pursuit.