Our inner waterways are coming back from their winter hibernation. Brown grasses are flecked with green shoots. Mirror water inlets are ringed with the circles…
The feeling of a solid chair, Four legs anchored squarely, Back slightly arched, Seat grooved, A smooth and even amber finish. The desk handed down,…
Happy Friday,The hardy leaves that clung to their branches through the winter take flight during the wind swept months of our Cape Cod Spring. They…
This week time sprang forward. The extra hour of light stretched the day out and felt good. We all lost an hour of sleep. That…
Zoey McCarthy and Ninth Grade Senate in collaboration with Amy Kandall Happy Friday, In the evening, after the sun has set, if you turn left…
An invisible sun illuminates the dark rock that is our moon in the night sky. We cannot always see where the light comes from. Dark…
My mother calls them “Blue Green Days.” They are the days when our Cape Cod light makes our sky the deepest blue and our grass…
Snow quiets. Water reflects. Rest strengthens. Learning inspires. Standing in snow covered sand, looking across the winter glass of ocean water on a calm day, quiet…
Taking a few deep and contemplative breaths before diving into anything can reveal the way for finding success. Crumbling white water, breaking waves, rushing undertow,…
Our learning is compromised by the habit of looking elsewhere. When we sit and try to learn, our thinking about where we could be and…