The daily meanderings of a teacher

Bird Droppings February 19, 2018 Wandering about while I am waiting   Sitting listening to Crosby, Stills, and Nash and Young album Four Way Street from live recording of their tour in 1970. I have been saving my pennies to get a new camera body to be ready for spring. There are so many possibilities…

Bird Droppings February 16, 2018 An owl calling   Last night I woke for a few minutes as it turns out I forgot to turn on the ceiling fan. While up I stuck my nose out the door perhaps intuition who knows when wandering about the house half asleep. Deep in the pines an owl…

Bird Droppings February 12, 2018 Why am I looking for data in a data-less environment?   I read earlier this morning a dialogue of sorts from a young man who is currently serving in the military. He is trying to decide on his future as he pieces together in his dialogue options and possibilities not…

Bird Droppings February 10, 2018 Hearing an owl   “If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden. He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator.”…

Bird Droppings February 9, 2018 Is it saying goodbye or is it hello?   I was thinking about Boy Scouts and a recent memory from last year. It might have been the fact I had never pulled out my Eagle Scout card from 1967 in class before that got me thinking. While mired in controversy…

Bird Droppings February 8, 2018 It is only a dropped feather? “If we consider the eagle feather with its light and dark colors, we could argue that ‘the dark colors are more beautiful and, therefore, naturally more valuable,’ or vice versa. Regardless of which colors are more beautiful, or necessary, or valuable, the truth is the…

Bird Droppings February 7, 2018 What if treaties and promises were all kept   I begin each typical morning waking up, fixing breakfast for my wife and her lunch, talking with my son for a few minutes, fixing my own breakfast and eventually finding my way to my computer. A little later as the sun…