[These are paper flowers by Love, Anji. I enjoy walking by them in the 5th Street Arcades downtown.]
Somehow, I taught all weekend and took zero pictures. It was mostly because we were very busy making sample books and because it was so very hot and humid. I didn't turn on the A/C only because it blows so hard that paper flies away. I think of the humidity as oppressive, like someone sitting on top of me. But I just talked to Anne Beck, who grew up in humidity and feels like it's someone giving her a big hug. I wonder if I can try to shift the way I think about it.
Regardless, I've been sweating a lot. Many changes in store but in the meantime, I loved this article about teachers by Hilary Hahn. Lots of food for thought.
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