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.
This afternoon I was walking around Dellinger's Pond looking down toward the ground. This is a habit of mine as I often look for tiny flowers and exotic-looking bugs. Today, it was also because overhead the sky was full of smoke from fires over a hundred miles away in the Coastal Range. Although I was searching for bright colors, and did find some before I was finished, the first impressions were made by these plants gone to seed. The spread of dried seed pods of a Wild Sweet Pea reminded me of a new hairdo, the kind a young girl or women likes to show off because it represents radical change.
Nearby, I saw a Thistle which gave me a similar feeling, although it was a very different style of hairdo.