Yesterday afternoon I drove off from campus, and not looking back headed home to my much loved Dunes. Cold day, some blowing snow and lots of traffic. Once I crossed over the Sagamore Bridge, leaving the mainland behind, I headed onto Route 6 East. . .and HOME!
Cool overnight. . . yepper quite cool. This morning it is 21*( or -24.4C, I think) winds from the West 20-30 mph. . .a tad nippy, with snow likely late afternoon. I think I will forego my daily run. My head is more weary than my body and I am just kicking back, chillin' out. . .no no no. . the opposite of chilling. . .staying warm.
This has been a very good semester. I am pleased with and proud of what I have done. I see now that accepting the two intro classes worked out well and was not interfering with my own grad work. That had been a bit of concern at the beginning. The students are excellent and I hope some of them choose to do grad work in psych.
I think a few of them have a real knack for it.
And Peter. . .Peter. . . Peter. . ."wherefore art thou" Peter? A call home tells me he is still out "on the boat somewhere North of here".
It must be cold out on the Atlantic. . . .rocking around. . .God, keep them safe. . . as in the palm of your hand. . .I'd like to be with him but not out on the water. . .
It is very quiet here at home. . .alone. . .Mom and Dad are both at work and I have the house all too myself. . Too cold to ride my trike out on the veranda. . . LOL Much more congenial and "pampering the flesh" here by the fireplace. . . some of the wood must be pine and still a tad green. . .thar's a whole lot of pop n' cracking goin' on. .
Later this afternoon, before the snow, I will get more wood in, stored in the wood-box. . . ready for evening.
In the meantime I think I'll warm up some homemade clam chowder with a hard biscuit for dunking. . ;-)
Later. . .