It's been a long time



I haven't updated this blog in a long time, but now it is time to resume my blog-writing.


In the past few months, I have been writing a lot, but for myself. Now it is time to share again.




Just a few brief comments, though, in this posting.




a) I LOVE my new job. I finally feel like what I'm doing is personally meaningful and has a potential for impact. I'm also growing immensely (emotionally and intellectually.) Middle school was a nightmare time for me, and now, being in a middle school each day, I am actually happy!




b) It snowed last week. Here: this is a photo of the October 28th snowstorm. I couldn't get home that night, even. So many trees fell down. I didn't memorialize THAT; instead, I memorialized the beauty.


c) Clinton Area Stage Troupe involved me in their second production, a Ziegfeld style "Fall Follies". I played the piano and recited a poem (with comedic additions from a guitar player and other sound effects.) Clinton used to have two active theater groups, but they faded with time (and falling finances.) I hope that this theater picks up. We need the arts in this world.


Anyway, between the two performances, I walked to the lake and just sat there quietly, admiring the honking geese and ducks, the glimmering light reflections on the water, the steadfast mill. Above all, I loved watching the crescent moon rise and the stars push out, slowly, from the sunset to the night sky.


Comments

  1. rbuchananNovember 2, 2008 at 1:04 PM

    Yay, I'm glad you're back! I love the pictures of the snow and the moon. We must talk soon!

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  2. NiccoleNovember 5, 2008 at 9:59 AM

    Yay! You are back. I have been checking here every few days in hopes you would write again.

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  3. beckyDecember 19, 2008 at 5:32 PM

    I was just about to leave the comment, "Yay, you're back!!!!" but 2 other people said almost the exact same thing! Very cool to hear how well you're doing and see picture of the snow (I miss the snow, livin' in LA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

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