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 firstname.lastname@example.org 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.
Throw away tulips. The front yard garden we inherited with the house had too many tulips. They were as opportunistic as dandelions. So I pulled up a few and tossed them into the side yard, figuring they'd become soil. Well, this spring they surprised me. The bulbs took root and for the past few weeks I've been watching the leaves and stems grow. Last week I saw the first hint of color in the cracks between sepals on the buds. Yesterday, there was color all the way around, but the flowers weren't open. Early this morning, as I headed out to the transfer station as an excuse to photograph wildflowers, I noticed two of the three buds had bloomed. I had to hop out with my camera and take a few shots.
The early morning light provided the kind of glow I love at this time of day. Then, to top it off, when I looked closer at these photos on my monitor, ...
...I discovered a bug. Maybe an aphid. Click on this last one and see if you can find it. So, even though these are cultivated flowers, the visiting insect gave me the pleasure I get from photographing true wildflowers.