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.)
Oh I adore your photo today. Terrific lighting.
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Thanks, Cee.
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After being struck by the light in your image, I opened an email with this …
“Light never shows the same mountain twice. Only the blindness of habit convinces us that we continue to live in the same place, that we see the same landscape. In truth, no place ever remains the same because light has no mind for repetition; it adores difference. Through its illuminations, it strives to suggest the silent depths that hide in the dark.”
―John O’Donohue
Synchronicity!!
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Oh that is beautiful, and such synchronicity. As I took my camera outside today, I noted how the water is always different, dependent on the day’s light.
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Thanks for sharing that with me.
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Such a bounty!
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Thanks!
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Most welcome 🙂
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Beautiful image … so full of sunshine!
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Thanks Jazz. So nice to have sunshine.
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