The first days of the last days

August 13, 2020 8:45 am 15 minutes until it all starts.  I eat a peanut butter and butter half sandwich.   I walk earlier at Crab Cove, because my heart, my lungs, my voice, my love of the water and walking all need an extra boost this morning . I need the water to calmContinue reading “The first days of the last days”

My Final Year (of teaching) .

The following blogs make up the chronicle of my last year as a full-time college educator. A note to all my readers: The following blogs may often be a mess, starting and stopping, fragments, little thoughts, some fully formed story pages, some threads left dangling. I’m not sure how many photos or links I’m goingContinue reading “My Final Year (of teaching) .”