Joe Pond Trails

 

Thinking about treats. 

It's the end of the semester.  My body aches from sitting too much––Zoom meetings, presentations, reading and responding to student work, and the tension of doing it all well. This afternoon, after responding to a collection of writing, and in the midst of reading the opening 45 pages of a student's novel, I decided to take the Joe Pond loop from the house, to the town garage, toward the pond, and then back down toward the Virginia School. I ached like an old man during the hike;  I think Bailey does, too. This could be my last semester.  At this moment, that'd be just fine by me. Time will tell.