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.
My friend on Jackson Street has a 50-foot row of Snowberry bushes along the road. Even thought they are a summer crop, they make me think of snow - wish for snow! What intrigues me besides the hundreds of little white balls is what you can see when you look closer. Berries and leaves in all stages of their seasonal cycle. Some leaves thoroughly munched on by various insects and larvae.
Insect egg clusters on the undersides of leaves. Some berries still green, while others have ripened and then been devoured by birds.
And a few clusters of buds and freshly bloomed flowers. A season on a bush.