We’re coming to the end now and no one could possibly argue otherwise. Though the children have two weeks left (not really, not exactly, as their first day is two weeks from yesterday), I have only tomorrow and the weekend, and then I’m back in it–back in the school schedule that fills my days and […]
Read moreI did my student teaching under the careful oversight of one of the most talented teachers I have ever known. She also had an enormous variety of coats. But it was her talent and energy that stood out the most. She was enormously energetic. Enormously. I liked student teaching well enough, but most of the […]
Read moreI call her because I’m in the car, and I’m alone, and I am thinking about the meaning of the word “a.” And I’m thinking about this especially because she realized a New Definition of the word “a,” and because she is an editor for Merriam-Webster, and because she is very smart. And because she […]
Read moreI was Incredulous. That already it was Tuesday morning, with the Easter break over. That already it was 5:14. Now 5:45. Time to get up. I was Mother. Warming the oatmeal, pouring the orange juice, parceling out the vitamins. Calling the children to breakfast. I was Late. Muttering at the red light. At the driver […]
Read moreI got to talk with Lynne tonight. A Real Conversation, our first in I don’t know how long. It’s morning there in Shanghai and she’s moved on to April, while here in Durham it’s the last night of March and it’s feeling like spring and the air is smelling like the crabapple blossoms in my […]
Read moreA day in the British Virgin Islands… was like something out of a television commercial with, of course, your obligatory beach rooster and water the way you’ve always known it could be.
Read morewe docked in St. Thomas, in the U.S. Virgin Islands where old, converted warehouses hide narrow, cobbled throughways and where rum abounds! We took this photo just for you, Peg Leg! We Love You!
Read moreIt happens– easily– once a week, and this despite the fact that I do laundry Almost Daily. I just don’t do white loads daily, and herein lies the problem. This morning was, apparently, the foreordained day for the weekly occurrence: Will standing somewhere on the first floor of the house, barefooted, announcing to me that […]
Read moreIt has been raining now since Friday, Thursday, even. I can’t remember anymore how long the rain has been coming down. My students today, looking out on yet another shower, expressed disbelief. It isn’t like North Carolina to behave like this. Tonight as I tucked Emma Grace into her bed, the rain came down with […]
Read moreShredding and slicing, dividing and subdividing, the clocks of Harley Street nibbled at the June day, counselled submission, upheld authority, and pointed out in chorus the supreme advantages of a sense of proportion, until the mound of time was so far diminished that a commercial clock, suspended above a shop in Oxford Street, announced, genially […]
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