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.
The native tree species, that is. While our California Black Oak, Black Cottonwood, and Bigleaf Maple are barely showing signs of fall colors, a little yellow or orange here and there, the non-native maples are often brilliant red, and some are already losing their leaves. These two shots are of a non-native maple growing by the parking lot across from Moon's. The Thursday afternoon lighting was not the greatest, but these shots were to remind me to check out the neighborhood around sunrise for more dramatic lighting. I finally got around to doing that this morning. Results will follow.