Frozen

 L and I found the Red Cedar completely frozen yesterday--ready for skates! We had patches of long silence on our walk, both of us working though things in the upcoming week. I love that none of it was awkward, except that part where she wanted to throw me a birthday party and I said no.

Strange Angles

A student has had their paper accepted to a conference, and I'm here with them in the Broad coffee shop, going over all the angles of their argument and being an encouraging audience.

In my WGS intro, we were talking about Georgia O'Keefe and Zaha Hadid and their reshaping of their fields in somewhat gyno-centric ways--and they loved it. Wish there was enough time to bring them to the Broad this term.

Leg Day

 L took this picture of me while I was taking a picture of the woods and I like how it makes me think about how my legs and the trunks of the trees are all similar. 

(I also think about how it looks like I was dying to pee.)

#FennerNatureCenter

Here's EVERYONE!

We're walking over to the Wharton Center for the "We Shall Overcome" concert with Damien Snead soon, but first a quick Valentine's Day potluck with so many lovely beloveds. 💓 

Big A said it was "quite unsettling" to feel so short (T and L are nearly up to 7 ft!) and hahahahaha. HAHAHHAHAHA. HAHAHA.

(Don't miss Scout's fluffy tail as he looks for "under-the-table" surprise treats.)

Mine

A couple of students interviewed me (and 41 others) for their "performing advocacy" class last term, and this term some of the interviews were spliced together as a play.

The little vignette of the nine-year-old bulked up by the comforter he's carrying up the stairs in the middle of the night, not hearing his parents asking "who's there?" because he has his headphones in, and in real danger of being mistaken for an intruder? That nine-year-old is my At. 

Where's At at?

First At wanted tickets for himself and a friend.

Then he decided he wasn't coming. So I gave his ticket to someone else.

Then he decided he wanted to go after all.

College kids!!

But the younger sibs miss their silly Nana... So I got an additional ticket online.

It's nicer than our original set of tickets actually, and I may just go sit in it by myself.

Happy little grasses

Nu is making thank you cards for all the counsellors at camp, and my amazing 12-year-old's amazing art is amazing.