Science teacher

Education is about living, not bucket lists. The eclipse is a wonderful event, but just as spectacular is the bay tide--it's risin...

Yep, mostly the same post seventh time around--I like the rhythm of the year. Nearing end of my 6th decade--more a spiral than a cycle, but...

Photo by Jessica Pierce , with permission I am going tadpole hunting with my aunt and uncle in an hour. We'll creep along the edge ...

The abstract world will not (because it cannot) forgive you. The natural world does with every breath you take. Our children are timid be...

We have a small pile of composting leaves and twigs sitting in a terrarium just below the windowsill in our classroom, home to a community o...

I chased killifish today with a woman who once had a career studying them professionally, her husband who teaches math, and their daughte...

A slug creeping outside our back stoop. I suspect that Spinoza was not in love with his God-Nature but rather with his own system of i...

I take a perverse delight in my Luddite Lite view, but it's really as simple this. Anything that distances me from the natural world...

It's planting time--as has been for the past few weeks. I poke a small hole in the earth, drop in a seed, push dirt over the hole, then ...

Last night was Perseids night --we had our lawn chairs out, the full moon's light blocked by the garage at our backs. The mosquitoes, ou...

If you know a bit About the universe It's because you've taken it in Like that, Looked as hard As you look into yourself, I...

I'm letting go this year. I'm going to trust the collection of young humans sitting in my class, brains honed by countless generatio...