Untitled Day. {Some call it Monday.}

An interesting phenomenon occurs every week. Monday. I have no scientific explanation for the lethargic zombie that seems to walk in my shoes and attempt to teach on Mondays. As one teacher in my building keeps posted on her door throughout the school year, "I am confusing myself with my own confusion." Apt description for... Continue Reading →


A glassblower’s shop {Into the flames again}

During a recent week-long get-away in Florida, I sat mesmerized in a brutally hot workshop of several glass blowers. The nondescript cement floor became the artists platform for beauty, while ugly tables and tools crafted the most delicate pieces of art. While most of the audience who sat on the bleachers watching the two craftsmen... Continue Reading →

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