I’ve ventured from the woods of Maine to check email, and so I thought I’d post a quick note from Vacationland. That’s not a metaphor; that’s what Maine calls itself. Talk to them.
Let’s be clear: I’ve not even LOOKED at a schedule since I left last week. Feels great. But I have been reading. What, you ask? Well, here you go: Escape from Camp 14; Methland; Run, Brother, Run; Making Haste from Babylon. Hope to start American Passage later today as I gaze out over the silvery lake from the shore of my cabin. Maybe even get to The Glamour of Grammar. Honestly.
With the reading, kayaking, and grilling, I’m appreciating my time off, recharging for two things: 1) continuing to perfect student and teacher schedules and 2) the senior boys’ camping and hiking trip to Virginia on Sunday.
Okay, back to the woods.