Good Morning!

The coffee is flowing, and that means that there is reason to hope. The long day spreads out before us, full of labor and promise. My head is full of ideas. I don't have them all figured out yet, but they are there, and that is better than being in a state of reactive panic. That was the case for too much of the year. I know that this is the natural state of new teachers, but I didn't like it very much. Now I have projects to dream about, and that is an exciting thing.