The Re-entry

Friends,

We're back in 3rdLand.  24 Kiddos, the standard amount, and yet, 24 feels like a teeming mass at this point in time.   I'm feeling like Fred Flintstone in his pre-historic car.  Legs moving frenetically.  Car standing stock still.  

I have been trying to write here and there, to no avail.  

2 weeks ago I started this snippet of a blog entry...

 There's a new exhibit at our History Center called Breaking the News.  It's about the history of our local papers.  It's a fine exhibit.  I was surprised to see a copy of our first newspaper, The Gazette from 1824.  We had about 500 people in Bloomington back then and we had a newspaper?  My sense of newspaper history is faulty, I have to just admit that right here and now.  Learn more at the MCHC if you feel like it.

Then, one week ago I started research to accompany this photo of tussock moth caterpillars. The research was fascinating but never resulted in a post.

As you can see, my writer identity has suffered because of my teacher job.  I don't know the 3rdLanders well yet, but they seem like a pretty good group.  Maybe I'll climb out of this handbasket of hell sooner rather than later. Please hang in there, both of you dear Readers.  I'll be back.