I dream that I am teaching again, and having assigned the class independent work, I am spending time connecting with each student to see if they are grasping the material. It’s my favourite part of teaching, and I wake up wondering if I’ll ever have that feeling again. So rewarding. It is bittersweet, growing old. […]
Really wasn’t your faultthis fury that overcame –Words evoked onslaught,a raging river of pain. Didn’t mean to push you,miscalculated my aim,swimming in swamp watersnot a recommended game. You floundered, gurgled,cursed me by name –our love story, now viralbrought an alligator fame. (Image my own. Tale is totally fictional, I promise.)
Another beautiful, vibrant photo!
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Thank you!
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Our 1st freeze arrives tonight – we’ve been out moving various plants into the enclosed porch – saying goodbye to the zillion zinnia blooms!
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Is that what this is? A zinnia? I don’t know my flowers. Have to rely on Ric. Was pretty impressed that this bloom is hanging in despite the snow we’ve had.
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No, your image is not a zinnia … I think Ric is right – dahlia.
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Phew, lol. I worry about any flowers in my care.
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