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A journal from a teacher

Thinking about other times

Bird Droppings February 18, 2011 Thinking about other times “The song that I will sing is an old song, so old that none knows who made it. It has been handed down through generations and was taught to me when I was but a little lad. It is now my own song. It belongs to…

February 19, 2011
Blue sky and warm weather

Bird Droppings February 18, 2011 Blue sky and warm weather It has been a long winter here in Georgia, I had to wear a jacket several times and we had snow on the ground more than twice. Actually had school closed for a week which is unheard of. Many mornings in the bitter cold I…

February 18, 2011
We are where we need to be

Bird Droppings February 17, 2011 We are where we need to be I was outside for nearly thirty minutes sitting in the dark watching some smoke waft off of some sage as tree frogs for the first time broke the silence. The ambient temperature must be right I heard them last night as well. There…

February 17, 2011
Sitting here a minute with my grand daughter

Bird Droppings February 16, 2011 Sitting a bit with my grand daughter It has been some time since I was alone at home. My sons have all gone about their own business, be it school, marriage, work and or combinations of the three. Seems recently I am home alone although any more home alone means…

February 16, 2011
Searching for a window

Bird Droppings February 14-15, 2011 Searching for a window I woke up very early today as my dog was barking to go out and I walked out on my back porch only to catch a glimpse of the moon sliding behind the tree line. As I walked out a great three quarter moon was slipping…

February 15, 2011
Listening to stillness

Bird Droppings February 13, 2011 Listening to stillness I was sitting alone this morning as I do most mornings the ambient temperature is still a bit too cold to hear many early morning sounds down in the bottoms along the stream or towards the field. The air was still saving for a single car leaving…

February 13, 2011
Is there room for politics when people are hurting?

Bird Droppings February 11, 2011 Is there room for politics when people are hurting? Earlier in the morning as I went out after reading a friends note on acclimating to the cold I was standing outside pondering the day ahead in my shorts and t-shirt and it hit me I was freezing my butt off,…

February 11, 2011
More snow and silence

Bird Droppings February 10, 2011 More snow and silence “I have never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers.” Henry David Thoreau, Solitude, Walden, 1854 There has been an attraction for me…

February 10, 2011
Trying to understand the word courage

Bird Droppings February 9, 2011 Trying to understand the word courage I walked outside just a few minutes ago to a clear cold sky. Stars scattered about over my head and my dog running trying to chase the phantom coyote wrapping the lead around my ankles. A few days ago we were to have another…

February 9, 2011
Courage is more than an act it is living

Bird Droppings February 8, 2011 Courage is more than an act it is living Today I was out and about much earlier than normal which got me off to a later writing and pondering time than usual. Traditionally I start each morning going through emails and checking blog sites for news. Over the past years…

February 8, 2011

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