I leave my countrified existence and spend the day on campus. If you’re teaching faculty at our Law School, you’ll know why – we have a retreat today, a daylong conversation about where we’re heading and how best to get there. A productive discussion. These are challenging times for universities and professional schools within them.
But it does mean that all else has to be put on hold. For me, the “all else” is fairly inconsequential. I’m done with exam writing, I haven’t exams to grade yet. Limbo days. Suspended between what was before and what comes next.
...With this one day retreat squashed in there on a bright, puffy May day. Perfect for a bike ride to campus.
And now it’s evening at the farmette. Ed has left for his Wednesday bike ride, I’ve pulled a bunch of weeds and admired the lettuce growth (slow but sure) and, too, I’ve waved a broom at menacing chipmunks and paid homage to the dragon flies...
...all that and now I’m settled in for a night of wondering how I can ever love winter again when spring (especially as it begins its roll into summer) is so very perfect.