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.
Here's what she looked like on December 28, and now ...
on January 5, it is obvious that it's time to take her off life-support. There's still a little green, but
we have at least two months of winter ahead, and I don't think she was meant to be kept above ground during winter. I am curious about what species my weed was, but with the record I've kept since November 6, the day of the rescue, I can watch the area when her kin sprout and start to grow in the spring and then I'll report what the weed was. If you missed the beginning of this story, scroll back to November 6, the day of the rescue.