I now hold in my hand my certificate stating that I'm a Teacher Consultant for the California Writing Project. I'm happy I stuck with it and faced my demons -- I look forward to bringing what I've learned into my classroom.
When I got home this afternoon, I lay down for a little while and Bruce went outside to water the orchard garden. About 20 minutes later I got a message from him saying that he smelled smoke and would I check the Cal-Fire website to see if their was a fire nearby. I did this and then went outside to tell him that no fires were reported in the area. As I was heading back to the house, Corny began banging on the gate of his pen with his big hoof, demanding to be fed. When I went to the barn to get a flake of hay, I heard a loud buzzing coming from one corner. I rushed out again, yelling, "Snake! Snake!" to Bruce. He came hurrying up and found my little rattlesnake friend.
Later, I found both geese at the front door, poised to come right on inside.
All of this happened in the first two hours I was home: just another summer day at Frogpond.