I read your lyrical description of your surrounds while crows get drunk, fight, caw, and fall from our cherry tree. I need to know what beak moss is and fall in love with that Lewis Woodpecker. Your students are so lucky to have you. Generationally, we note our place in this world. I have come to love my wisdom and crone status. You bring to their attention the way of the elder like a Trojan Horse, slipping it to them in an understory of language. So happy you exist.
You've done it again, Tom. I simply love your use of language and the way you touch on so many important issues. Your students are lucky to have you and to see how you experience this world.
Thank you, Rick. I'm always grateful for your attentive reading. I'm lucky to have my students, too. Symbiosis is a jewel to be polished and cherished.
I read your lyrical description of your surrounds while crows get drunk, fight, caw, and fall from our cherry tree. I need to know what beak moss is and fall in love with that Lewis Woodpecker. Your students are so lucky to have you. Generationally, we note our place in this world. I have come to love my wisdom and crone status. You bring to their attention the way of the elder like a Trojan Horse, slipping it to them in an understory of language. So happy you exist.
You've done it again, Tom. I simply love your use of language and the way you touch on so many important issues. Your students are lucky to have you and to see how you experience this world.
Thank you, Rick. I'm always grateful for your attentive reading. I'm lucky to have my students, too. Symbiosis is a jewel to be polished and cherished.
Amen to that, Tom!