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 email@example.com 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.
We still have this secluded little spot on campus, only a few feet from pavement, in which the weed eaters have not yet discovered the Wild Ginger. I stopped on my way to the parking lot, hoping to find a few that had dropped their petals. I've never seen what these flowers look like in their post-bloom stages.
Often, when I stop to photograph these, curious passers-by stop to ask what I'm doing. Most of the time it's people who recognize the Ginger leaves, but have never seen the flowers, or even realized they had flowers.
So, I decided to photograph the reason why. Usually, stands of Wild Ginger form a continuous mat
of leaves so dense that one doesn't see the rgound beneath them, thus, they don't see the flowers either. I usually have to part some leaves and held them out of the way to get good photos of the flowers, and also hold the flowers up at an angle in order to view the insides. In the above photos, I've cropped my cheating fingers out of the field.