Sassafras Mama

We are smack dab in the middle of Winter right now and last week’s storm made this clear.   The snow was pretty and the light at sunset was ...

 If there is one truth in my world, it's that flowers make everything better.  To say so long to the struggles of January, I brought hom...

Every school year, sometime around week five, I become convinced I have developed a terminal illness.   My body aches at the end of the day,...

The backyard dogwood tree is rather a harbinger of things to come.   It’s my first sight of Spring in April and come September, its leaves b...

September of any school year is typically exhausting but September in pandemic school was well beyond that.   In the first full week, we qua...

This is the last full month that outdoor porch sitting will be an option on a daily basis.   I am determined to make the most of it.   Happy...

I am growing weary of claims by unvaccinated people that vaccine mandates are a limit on their freedom.   Freedom is such a tricky concept a...

After nearly two weeks of meetings, actual classrooms full of real-life students arrive in the building today.   My classroom is organized; ...

Every year, I organize a new bulletin board for my office.    Two parts inspiration and one part the story of my last year, each year’s boar...

When I was in the 5th grade, and 10 years old, a visit to our family pediatrician resulted in an event that lingers in my mind to this very ...