Ocean

I didn’t have time this morning. You know how it is – you plan to be out by a certain hour and it creeps up on you, but you have one more pa...

I permitted myself a five minute detour on the way to the café. Leaving work, it’s not that big of a sidestep. Turn at Lake Wingra, follow t...

I spent the entire day – from six in the morning until late at night working on classes and student issues. Since I resist writing about wor...

Am I recovered enough to ride to work on Mr Red? I can’t help but think that, until the snow comes, it’s probably one of the last pretty Fal...

I listen this evening to a description of a person’s life: leaving the classroom, traveling on a motorcycle to get a glimpse of life elsewhe...

We eat breakfast with the birds, Ed and I. Perhaps not in the way you imagine – we don't all sit down to the same meal, served in the s...

There was a night earlier in September when I’m told there was frost. It couldn’t have been significant. Everything around the farmette surv...

Yes, no, yes, no, yes...no. So windy! An out of state student asked today – is it always this windy in Wisconsin? I have to say, I don’t eve...

I can tell when I’m going to be undone by the weather: when the mudroom – the exit point for the farmhouse – is a good twenty degrees chilli...

The new, red helmet came in the mail yesterday. This morning I put it on. Nice snug fit. A visor to keep that wind from slapping my fa...

Last night Isis joined us upstairs. It has taken him six months to be successful in establishing himself as a permanent part-time resident a...

If you do something before you’re ready for it, it could very well be that you will surprise yourself and others with your newly identified ...

Ahhhh, Chicago! I especially love my trips there now. There is no downside. An easy bus trip – time to work, read, nap. An even easier El tr...

Rosie and I are riding again. I had to go to campus to pick up exams – Rosie delivered me there and back without incident. True, I have take...

Watching students type their midterms brings back memories of all the many years I myself was studying at one university or another (from 19...

The evening passes. After the initial burst of energy (get me out of this ER place NOW!), I flop down on the couch at the farmhouse. No oomp...

Six years ago, I took up biking in a serious way. Good bye car, hello open road. Within a month I crashed. My wheel stuck in a crevice and I...

The sun rises over the sandy banks of the island in the middle of the Wisconsin River. Oh, it’ll be a warm Sunday. Very warm. And we h...