Sunday, June 15, 2008

Sunday, June 15, 1997

sunny, warm
breakfast
beach w/ Forrest, read WoodsWoman III
ravens calling
K & K arrived around 12:15
chatting & catching up
back down to the beach
shoreline w/ K & Forrest
dead crayfish
freshly emerged damsel fly & shell
something bit me - Jen says pumpkin seed
tiger swallowtail
swimming with Forrest, K & K
dinner
classroom - crazy moths on outside wall near light
barred owls calling
"who cooks for you, who cooks for you all?"

This is an excerpt from a nature journal I kept for class during my summer session as an undergrad at Small Green School. I pulled it out of storage to use in a lesson plan I'm developing for my current class. This particular entry was pretty bare bones, but I decided to share it on account of the date. There was a watercolor sketch of the crayfish included.

4 comments:

Smellyann said...

Well, who DOES cook for you all?

Momma Val said...

Cool, but I'm dying to hear about the soap nuts. Do tell!

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Where is the water color sketch?

Cool.

I have my old ones too, somewhere, theoretically, at least.

I'm way behind due to being incommunicado, but gotta go. AK! Sorry.

BerryBird said...

I was going to ask after the crayfish sketch, too. You need a scanner.