Friday, February 24, 2017


Just two weeks until these bins multiply, and overflow, and carry off acceptance packages to next year's group of high school ninth graders. And other envelopes go out too; small, flat, plain ones that carry the news that no one is hoping to get and that I hate to have to send.  It's the busiest, and most stressful, two weeks of the year every year; bird song and weak sunlight are helping me face it.

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