...to check into a hotel for the night when the power goes out at home. It wasn't bad to spend the day at home without power (enforced quiet & focus!), but it'll be chilly at night--and so heat as well as the ability to take a hot shower in the morning will be welcome.
...in a row that I've gotten to do some book-making. A student had mentioned that she was thinking of making a miniature coloring book with some of her designs, and I said I'd bind them for her. Today she dropped them off, so this evening I worked on scanning the images and designing the format.
...drop-ins at a notebook-making workshop this afternoon. It was perfect to have a handful of people (but not more than that) and a break from normal kinds of work.
...a meeting for tomorrow, making today much less stressful. (The stress would be worth it if the meeting could have helped--but it couldn't, so it would just have meant extra stress.)
I've been sitting in the same place in faculty meetings for a number of years now (a decade?!). Today Chris and I sat in a different spot--across the room--and the change in perspective was good.
Some practical things have gotten pushed to the side in the past 2 weeks, but today I organized receipts (for taxes and for reimbursement from work) and bought my plane ticket to Loretto in May.
I'm in a fog or haze of tiredness and allergies. But I got through the day non-disastrously and am feeling a little less self-conscious than I have recently, and those are good things.
I was worried that my plan for the conference wouldn't get "buy in" from the attendees, but they were very up for trying what I suggested and talking and sharing.
Thinking about the weirdness of the word only while sitting on a balcony among trees in the late afternoon light and mild air.
I'm spending the night in a resort in Heber Springs, which is about an hour from my house. I'm here for work this weekend, but the surroundings are a pleasure. I arrived around sunset and got to sit on my room's private balcony amidst the dogwoods as twilight came on. It was a tough day with some goings-on in my department, so I'm glad for the step away.
A number of years ago a colleague and I started a tradition at our school: on the first 3 Thursdays of April--as a way of celebrating National Poetry Month--we have chalk available around the campus fountain so that people can chalk bits of their favorite poems on the pavement. Since today was the first Thursday I took my bucket of chalk out to the fountain early, and my colleague was already there, chalking. I didn't look at what she had chosen to write. I had decided to write out Karen L. George's remixes of two Emily Dickinson poems (you can read them in Heron Tree's found poetry ebook, downloadable at this link). And then it turned out that my colleague had chosen an Emily Dickinson poem, so there was unexpected/unplanned synergy between our selections.
I read Euripides' Iphigeneia at Aulis (in English) tonight and had vivid memories of translating it in 1989. I'm enjoying how this Trojan War class is stitching together different parts of my reading life.
The annual trip into our woods to visit the flowering dogwoods is one of our household holidays, and it was today! We went in the morning when the light was great and before the rain and thunder rolled in.
Chris and I took a visiting friend to Woolly Hollow this afternoon, and the water was running over the rocks. We sat at the top of the cascade in the dappled sun and looked down at the jumping water.