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.
You have to know the hiding places to find this beauty. The Wild Ginger blooms at the base of its stems, close to the ground, and is nearly always hidden by a solid canopy of large, heart-shaped leaves. The photo below shows me parting the leaves with my left hand. Click on the upper photo for a close-up of the blossom.
The Prince's Pine is blooming along most of the trails in the ravine. This cute white flower is in the Family Ericaceae along with Manzanita, Madrone, and various wintergreens.
The Blue-eyed Grass, a relative of Iris, was blooming near a leak in one of the town's water tanks.
There were quite a few Crimson Columbine's blooming on either side of Boyle Creek, mostly in the shade among the Wild Ginger.
The Spotted Coralroot are past their prime for the season, but I found a few still blooming.
On my return, I found an amorous couple of insects on a daisy in my front lawn, the part I avoid mowing.