It’s been a very strange week. I woke Monday morning to the news that highway 37, my usual route to work, was completely closed due to a fire. That was the first I’d heard of it. My reclusive neighbor, who rarely leaves his house, soon showed up at the front door to make sure I knew what was going on, complaining about the smoke and … Continue reading Sunday Salon: The Smoke Gets in Your Eyes Edition
C.J. ran into a friend of ours this week who asked him “Where’s James?” He replied, “School’s out and he’s on vacation so of course he’s taking a class.” C.J. knows me very well. Just about every summer, if we’re not taking some sort of dramatic month-long trip, I take at least one class, usually a class for teachers. So I spend the last week … Continue reading Sunday Salon: A Class for Teachers, a Class for Book Binding, and a “Bookcase” That’s Really a Secret Door.