As mentioned briefly in the last post, I went to Israel. About sixteen students went for about two weeks. We began our journey in the Negev, the sweaty place, the South, the desert, the wilderness. Since night had fallen long … Continued
Someone at David’s baby shower on December 13 asked me when I had gotten back. Back to the country? Back to school? Back from Thanksgiving break? I had been to Colorado before, but never to that chidrens’ hospital, so I … Continued
I’m squeezing snow into heel-shaped wafersas blank-flavored as this air, from which all impurities have fallenbecause it is so cold. The far away is louder than the nearbecause it is so quiet here.The only sound is squeaking, squeezing snow.
Professor Vallone keeps saying that I am a researcher, but I’m pretty sure that I am an old woman reading poetry on the porch of her cabin in the mountains. I must go there to meet her. Country road, take … Continued
When the toaster oven timer quit ticking, I paused from preparing a lesson plan for students I still don’t have. Someday I’ll find out if preparing lesson plans really takes so much time. I hear that I won’t really find … Continued
It’s easiest to see the scars when it’s cold. One is on my left hand, on the middle knuckle. Sometime while I was lugging my luggage from Heathrow to my hostel the handle of the rolling one took off a … Continued
I promise to be in bed in an hour, which might work out to be right around the sugar low of the giant bowl of ice cream that I just ate. It was for the election. Ice cream is the … Continued
I saw it snow today. First time since the night I sat behind the wing and watched them de-ice the plane as we counted down the last ten seconds before 2008. I’ve seen snow since then– that mountain range somewhere … Continued
Lately: I wake up and hit the snooze button at 7:50 and turn back towards the wall, burying my face in my body pillow, wanting to sleep again. But I dread that noise, so within nine minutes I turn and … Continued