Notes Between Bells

I'll Fly Away

Singing for the first time in a while.

Singin' in the rain

Well. This is what happens when the grading period has just ended, and the new baby has just had her first birthday, and everyday is tired, and nothing is done well even though everything, eventually, must be done. Today its raining, and Grace is sleeping in the afternoon because she was up last night with the thunder, and I am picking up my guitar for the first time. This is it. If I wait for something polished, I may never post again.

Night of Wonder and Conviction

Rainy night reflections on the value of exploring a semester-long writing project with my freshman English students.  This program is a meandering review of the inspiration behind the project, highlights of the work-in-progress, and thoughts on what matters in education.