On this second most busy day of the week, I sit in my office as the evening rolls in feeling not a little nostalgic. A student meeting reminded me of how much I care about these guys and how cool it has been to be involved in their educations.
And running parallel to this is a second stream of thoughts -- how in three weeks, my classroom days will be done and the stress of being ready and "on" for 150 students (I have that many this semester) will be a thing of the past. Being "on" for someone else is, to me, such a huge responsibility! As I move away from it, I can't help but feel the luxury of letting down my guard.
And still a third theme -- I was thinking of some travel that I have before me in the next six months and I was marveling at how different it is to hold back a little on the frantic scheduling of things. I don't have to make things fit anymore. I can decide now, decide later. I can mull it over a tad more.
All this, from my office chair, idling the last minutes of the day, before I head home to cook chili.
Earlier -- we woke to a somewhat warmer day. Though in my morning trek to the compost heap, I could see that our *new* raspberry patch still has a leftover dusting of snow.
Breakfast -- in the front room. We're just following the sun.
Campus time and Bascom Mall -- the belly of our university. The Law School is halfway up this hill.
And finally, the drive home. Coming up the back way, to see the sun set over the woods that stretch due north of the farmette.
And running parallel to this is a second stream of thoughts -- how in three weeks, my classroom days will be done and the stress of being ready and "on" for 150 students (I have that many this semester) will be a thing of the past. Being "on" for someone else is, to me, such a huge responsibility! As I move away from it, I can't help but feel the luxury of letting down my guard.
And still a third theme -- I was thinking of some travel that I have before me in the next six months and I was marveling at how different it is to hold back a little on the frantic scheduling of things. I don't have to make things fit anymore. I can decide now, decide later. I can mull it over a tad more.
All this, from my office chair, idling the last minutes of the day, before I head home to cook chili.
Earlier -- we woke to a somewhat warmer day. Though in my morning trek to the compost heap, I could see that our *new* raspberry patch still has a leftover dusting of snow.
Breakfast -- in the front room. We're just following the sun.
Campus time and Bascom Mall -- the belly of our university. The Law School is halfway up this hill.
And finally, the drive home. Coming up the back way, to see the sun set over the woods that stretch due north of the farmette.
Your photography just keeps getting better and better. My favorite is the morning light painting the side of the sheep shed. Your breakfast photos of Ed with sunshine through the window backlighting everything are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe way home at sunset is so pretty. Isn't the looming of retirement such a sweet thing? I lost sight of the ahhhh of it with the new diagnosis, but am still thrilled to enjoy the morning differently, and the timeliness of it all, the synchronicity, allows me to concentrate on this next giant thing. Snow already. We are just gray.
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