Tag: #California

When last we spoke …

I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. I would have quit/retired. I would have said, “Too much.” But I got through the first day of distant learning because you were there for me, relating honestly, not playing Mary Poppins. You get it.… Continue Reading “When last we spoke …”

On the eve of everything

Not sleeping. Feeling intense anxiety. It’s hot. It’s smoky. Katie and Millie are leaving for NYC tomorrow. Distant Learning starts next week. Technology training last week. I’m crying in the mornings. I feel such a profound sense of loss and fear. I want to… Continue Reading “On the eve of everything”

just had to break free

I need to be wild. I used to be B- wild. Now I’m D- wild. I am cautious and predictable. I like order. Not a fan of environmental chaos. I need coffee-specked kitchen counters wiped down and shiny. I like to sip mad-hot French… Continue Reading “just had to break free”

Every day in august is like A sunday night for teachers

It’s the 4th of August. In thirteen days, summer is over and the pesky drone that keeps circling over teacher’s backyard will be docked and the widely debated Distant Learning will officially begin. Student eyes are ever-present at Angel Cove Cottage By the Sea,… Continue Reading “Every day in august is like A sunday night for teachers”

A week in the garden

It’s quieter here. Not as many fences to hold up my days. I get up early, yet still can’t seem to get it all done. My morning walks have been exchanged for “grading” and providing students with extensive feedback that they probably aren’t paying… Continue Reading “A week in the garden”

The Adjustment Phase

This is me on Jet Blue flying over the Grand Canyon. It doesn’t look like it did three years ago on our Spring Break camping trip. It’s magnificent in a different, far-off way. To ┬áreally appreciate the Canyon’s vast glory, you have to had… Continue Reading “The Adjustment Phase”

Time to write

Since my schedule has been twisted and turned and topsy-turveyed I’ve had to completely negotiate the time I journal. Usually, as in, my entire life, I have always journaled first thing in the morning. Especially when I camp. I’m up before everyone else, make… Continue Reading “Time to write”

Navaho Rug and a Lilac Moon

At some point I have to leave here and go there. I keep looking for official advice. “When is it safe to travel?” I read “The Los Angeles Times”, “The New York Times” to see if there are any updates? Forget TV “news”. All… Continue Reading “Navaho Rug and a Lilac Moon”