“It doesn’t have to be me.” (Another reason to love Tenth Avenue North)
A few weeks ago, I attend a Tenth Avenue North concert with my daughters. Just a few days before, I had been researching the dangers
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A few weeks ago, I attend a Tenth Avenue North concert with my daughters. Just a few days before, I had been researching the dangers
I gaze at the window at a single tree in a crowd whose leaves alone shimmy and turn with a gust of wind. Her jazz
When I was a Ph.D. student at the University of Michigan, the dissertation process overwhelmed me. It’s one of the most difficult things I’ve accomplished
It’s a gloomy day. Rain keeps us inside. It’s muggy and slow around here. A little sun breaks through, but it’s not enough to inspire
Today I address the crisis of needing to prepare a new syllabus for freshman composition. After so many years of teaching, I confess my excitement
When my daughters were toddlers and learning their colors, I took them on “Rainbow Hunts” in nature. We’d look for every color–red, orange, yellow, green,
Today my oldest reminds me of a huge problem with scientific inquiry. She explains that if you go looking for what you think will happen,
This morning, my youngest finds the shed exoskeleton of a cicada. She can hardly believe it. She’s heard the news about the seventeen year wait
This morning I find myself covered in cat hair. We haven’t brushed our kitties in a while, and I remember the importance of weekly brushing.
I return to my blackberries after a summer away. What I love about blackberries is that they thrive when you let them be. Nobody looks