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.)
Wonderful photo for the day 😀
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I am very drawn to this scene, I want to feel it.
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Yes – the colour is so alluring. Must be start of springtime here in Texas?
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Already? We are still in summer, and here summer and autumn conflate, which means out summer runs from spring and almost up to winter in June.
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I have no idea of the seasons here really – a stranger in strange land.
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Ah, but I guess it’s the end of winter
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That photo just says Warmth; verse so peaceful. Much appreciated 🙂
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Lovely, I want to run my hands over that log, perfect description!
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A pleasure!
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So beautiful – words and pic
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Thank you.
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😊⭐️
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