Yesterday, we celebrated Thanksgiving at the the farm, with 18 family members! It's been fun having my adult children home for the holidays. I am feeling particularly blessed this year. We had a great harvest. Our root cellar is full of many jars-- all lined up and ready to make something delicious on cold winter nights. Ah, when we open those jars, we can smell and taste the best days of summer. Have given a lot of our efforts away, and still we have an abundance.
It literally took more than 10 weeks to do all the processing, which was right in sync with the Fall semester and grading, grading, grading. And on the eighth day, they rested . . . No such luck.
So it's onward. Now we have a few quiet days before the real marathon begin. The end of the semester is always a wild whirlwind. I have many conferences scheduled for next week. Looking forward to talking to my many creative writers about their work, which should strike terror into many writers' hearts, because they are the new batch of competition. I have some exceptional writers at both colleges. All of my classes have been going well this semester. I have 5 in total. 147 students. All writing. I grade approx. 294 papers per week. I have a batch to do this weekend, and then the final portfolios. We only have two weeks left of school, then finals, and once I cross the finish line: Jingle Bells!
Enjoy those leftovers!
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