Archive for January, 2000

Practice, Practice, Practice

Good morning. It’s still a brisk, chilly, damp, “Brrrrrrrrr” out there. The “quick frozen ” koi in my pond are still; the delicate plants are covered in cocoons of protective plastic; I’m wrapped in my grubbies. I was thinking this morning about a convergence of two conversations I had yesterday. They coincidentaly happened back to [...]

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Unnoticed

Brrrrrrrrr. G-g-g-g-g-ood M-m-m-m-m-orning. Haven’t thawed out yet. I’m afriad to hit the keyboard for fear that my fingers will break off. Icy chill. Sting of the wind. Study in browns. Bundled grubbies. Drifting silence. Soft crunch of pine needles, spanish moss, twigs, pine cones, oak nuts underfoot. Monday’s storm had dumped an accumulation of 12 [...]

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When Knowledge Is Ignorance

Good morning. It’s 3:00 a.m. and I am wide awake. Try as I may, my eyelids refuse to get heavy. So, here I am at the computer desperate for a visit from Morpheus, when a phrase once again popped into my head. It has been bouncing around in the back of my mind for the [...]

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The Best Thing

The Spring Semester began yesterday. As I joyously watched the empty, placid campus come alive, suddenly pulsating with movement and sound as if resusitated by a “crash cart,” it suddenly hit me as if does every first day. The best things about education aren’t things. They are people. Make it a good day. –Louis–

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The “Soft” Skill

TO KNOW TO THINK TO DO TO FEEL Good morning. The coffee at my side is invitingly delicious. More important, it’s hot. I occasionally pass my hands over it as if it was a pot belly stove to loosen my fingers stiffened by the outside chill. As I stepped into the pre-dawn dark this morning [...]

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A Y2K Toast

Good morning, and a happy new year. For me, that greeting has, always had, a tinny gong to it. The new year is just a number. Nothing to go crazy about. Especially this time. I didn’t have the excitement and imagination it created in and was created by others. It’s not that I am a [...]

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