I heart my smarty-pants students who care about the stuff we read, who go and find stuff on cummings and Williams and Alexie and bring it into our class discussion.
I heart my course evals, even when I have to fill out confusing items about positive and negative impacts on learning.
I heart the brown skirt I borrowed from Bridgie today cuz it's super-cute.
I heart salary.
I heart the last real week of teaching, the last peer review, the last vocab quiz, the last roll call, the last reflective assignment.
I heart my fun office.
I heart the poem "i carry your heart"
I heart, I heart, I heart.
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I heart you! :)
Is that picture on the homepage from No. Dak? It's super awesome.
I had the idea last year of going around and taking pictures of old abandoned barns. Maybe this year it will happen.
Aww, thanks lxa!! Right back at you, baby.
Yes, I took this pic this fall at home--it's an old homestead about 3 miles from our farm.
I used to play in it when I was a kid--you couldn't pay me to set foot in it now.
The Dakotas almost scream for you to take photos of their emptied buildings--I've always had this idea for a book ...
We superbigmuch heart you, Linda Orbatch!
Many years back a friend and I wanted to publish a coffee table book of polebarns. People do some damn fine interesting things with those utility buildings, man.
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