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.
Beginning with March 14, the day my son and I aimlessly hiked 15 miles on Table Mountain, I posted wildflower photos from that hike over a stretch of 5 days. Today, reviewing the archives, I realized there's one plant I overlooked. One of my favorites, now called Fringepod, I used to call it Lacepod when I was first learning Sierra wildflowers back in the 60s. It's a member of the mustard family, and the tiny flowers are not spectacular to look at, at least not without a hand lens. But the seed pods are special. Click on this photo for a closer look and you'll see what I mean.