She's playing with me. Summer. I think she's in cahoots with Autumn. I thought she was gone and took those gorgeous...double digits with her, but no. She's been showing up, confusing me with a cold shoulder in the morning and warm hugs in the afternoon. I know how this works. I'll fall into her again... Continue Reading →
Reflections on a Swimming Pool
Puns The title of this blog post is a shameless pun and it is so very intended because life is about having fun with the little things...annnnnd the big things....annnnnd everything in between. I accept that you may have rolled your eyes. You may have chuckled. I hope that you can forgive me and continue... Continue Reading →
When Two Places Feel Like Home
To all immigrants, newcomers, refugees, or anyone who has discovered what it is to love more than one place, this one's for you. This year's holiday observations feel a bit deeper. I just took it all in because I became amazingly aware of what a gift it was to even be on a holiday after... Continue Reading →
It’s Summer Time
It's summertime! As a teacher, my life runs on cycles. Fall---start of school. Winter break. Semester change. Spring break. SUMMER! I look forward to each stage as they all move me forward. And well, truth be told, I don't know anything different as I've been in the cycle of education since I was five, which... Continue Reading →
Summer, Thank you
Thank you for each of the 94 days that have passed since June 20 where I chased the sun, consciously and unconsciously. I spent that first day of summer, the longest day of the year, the day with the most light---I spent that day chasing the light. I drove west with Ashlee following the sun.... Continue Reading →
Through the Woods and into the Lake
Comparison is the thief of joy.President Theodore Roosevelt At the beginning of summer I vocalized missing Greece and my friend Crystal asked “Are you going to compare everything to Greece?” The question was direct and pointed—and it was a good one. Was I? I have spent every summer for over fifteen years in Greece. I... Continue Reading →
Holiday at Home
Traveling: it leaves you speechless and then turns you into a storyteller. Ibn Battuta Not Greece Every summer for the last fifteen years I travel to Greece. It's the Motherland and I go for a few reasons. It's hot and beautiful. I'm guaranteed sunshine every day. My extended family is there. Friends say I'm so... Continue Reading →