The Stark Highway

  • A Sandhill Crane and a Gravel Pit

    A Sandhill Crane and a Gravel Pit

    It’s been weeks since I saw it. I was biking in my neighborhood. It was raining a bit. I was pulling my two daughters in our brand new Burley bike trailer. My husband and I had been researching for weeks. I had settled on a Thule, we have the Thule child bike seat after all…IContinue… Read more

  • Wrapping up the School Year

    Wrapping up the School Year

    Today is Tuesday, May 16th, and in only three days I will be finished teaching my first ever school year. It has been a wonderful opportunity to grow, learn, connect, and earn money for the family. However, to teach in a classroom setting is not my passion in life. And while I understand that sometimesContinue… Read more

  • Growing Food

    Growing Food

    The time is upon us! The excitement is apparent! From Sandhill Cranes walking down the dirt road only twenty feet ahead, to visits to the creek to toss in sticks and watch them drift down stream. From watching pairs of squirrels hop from branch to branch, to calling the dog back as she chases rabbitsContinue… Read more

  • The Visit

    The Visit

    Ever since the movie Sixth Sense came out, I make it a point to watch every film directed by M. Night Shyamalan. When Signs came out, it was confirmed that M. Night was my new favorite director. But then came Unbreakable, The Village, and Lady in the Water, all of which were disappointing. He triedContinue… Read more

  • The Arrival (Of Spring)

    The Arrival (Of Spring)

    I will start this post by saying that I am not an abstract man. When I see a Jackson Pollack painting I think, “Now that is a waste of paint.” When I start a book that jumps between characters and times and uses abnormal punctuation and non-linear story development, I typically quit reading. When IContinue… Read more

  • Labyrinth

    Labyrinth

    The world of teaching is a labyrinth without any apparent escape… Oh wait, May 18th is the last day of the school year and I am marking the days off the calendar in an obsessive way of escaping this dismal reality. Every day I am here, I praise my fellow teachers who have been hereContinue… Read more