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.
I'll go out on a limb and forecast a cloudy day for Quincy tomorrow. I got this idea from the U. S. Weather Service, which I understand has around a 50% batting average, similar to the old Farmer's Almanac. The closest thing to a groundhog around here is the Yellow Bellied Marmot, but they are mostly hibernating at high altitudes, and I don't know anyone who's planning to go up Mt. Hough and drag one out of its den. Besides, whatever the Groundhog in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, sees is probably irrelevant around Quincy. On a more serious note, I have enjoyed not having the hassle of fighting icy roads and frozen car door locks, but I'm actually hoping for snow or rain - lots of it. The continuing drought is causing the people with political power to consider scary fixes, many of which will make matters worse in the long run. Let's all do rain dances. Can't hurt. Happy Groundhog Day.