My poor gloves. Back in February, the universe conspired to help me get rid of two old pairs of gloves that had way outlived their usefulness but that I couldn’t quite get rid of. (If there’s anything I hate, it’s buying new stuff.) First, I dropped one of my gloves …
Something I’ve learned pretty well from teaching is how to productively and instructively fill time while I’m waiting for everyone to catch up. Thus it is that my Bike Club kiddos often find themselves playing what I think of as the bike parts game while we wait for everyone to …
Oh, how I love the advent of farmers market season in Portland: Exploding bouquets of brilliant flowers, bike baskets full of produce, greens greens greens everywhere, all sorts of little kiddos with all manner of food smeared on their faces, live music–there is nothing about the farmer’s market that fails …
It’s been…oh, about four weeks since I started working for real(ish) and taking some classes at Portland State. Apparently, four weeks of schedule is about all it takes until I’m ready for the next adventure. This is somewhat troublesome when it comes to living what most might consider a normal …
