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.
It all started when I got a glimpse of a large, yellow composite flower on the way up my steep driveway. I thought it might have come from a seed that got away from my neighbors yard (first photo). My mind raced over the subject of plant propagation, and as I ran to the house to get my camera, I was suddenly aware of the many other composites in my yard and along the driveway, most of which had gone to seed. First, I got a photo of the neighbor's Brown-Eyed Susans, then trudged down the driveway to get a few shots of the one I first mentioned. Turns out it wasn't a Brown-Eyed Susan, but a Common Sunflower. That threw me off balance a bit, as far as my story was concerned. I began to think about propaganda - originally about "propagation of the faith - and Thoreau's last book, Faith in a Seed. My story ( or possibly just an essay) will be about the relationship between plant propagation and the propagation of faith. Thoreau had great faith in seeds, although the way the word is used today, I doubt if he would have much faith in faith. I've been collecting tidbits which compare the various ways seeds are dispersed with ways propaganda is spread. There are many interesting analogies here. The one I haven't quite figured out is what might be the propaganda equivalent of the way Mistletoe seeds are dispersed. Still working on it.