the geese and the ducks arriving at the pond at dusk the geese flying in deftly finding a spot on the crowded pond honking warnings splashing down in unison no accidents ever it seems they are experts the geese walking in waddle awkward gate one......
So much has been written. What could I possibly add? I could point to the things I have repeated over and over to myself, to others. To the similarities. To the contrasts. The shame of pandemic nostalgia. The privilege of living through this and feeling......
Well it’s been just over 4 months since we got back from Pensacola. So much has happened. As soon as we got back, a flood of administrative and teaching duties came our way from having been away. And then, a few days later, I got......