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.)
Gorgeous photos! Love the bird’s nest.
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Thanks Sunra!
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A very creative approach this week VJ. Loved the idea of the nest and the birds – terrific.
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Thanks Tina
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Oh, my! What a story these tell.
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The image of the empty nest is the most poignant for me. (Memory of a sweet beginning, and waiting to be the place of one again.)
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I feel like all three represent where we are right now in time. Thanks Susan
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Oh…the trio of images. They belong together and tell a story. Thank you, VJ. 💕
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Just what I was thinking too. A triptych that tells a great story!
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Thanks 😊
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Your photos capture the fleeting nature of time perfectly.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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