I was on a conference call when I took this picture and was limited in my movements. I took the picture through the window and tried to get to the door, but it was gone before I even got it open a crack. I think it is a western northern flicker woodpecker, but am not 100% sure. It is the first time I recall one showing up in my backyard.
I am unsure why the ashtray was a landing-place. Maybe it looked a bit like a nest. Or, it had a bit of water to drink. It was not used, so it was used that day. It had been raining, so it might be a protected spot out of wet and wind. This is a reminder of the old house and its memories.
Today, a visitor calls–
Pausing,
Lighting down,
Escaping wind and wet.
Making right to home–
Glancing to and fro,
Window framing,
Keeping me at bay.
I move to greet–
Suddenly, slipping away
Leaving, quickly as arrived
Withou bidding adieu.
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In keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms.
I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders.
I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs.
I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry.
I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry.
I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.
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If only I had a blog of all the pictures I missed!
I know what you mean Michael. Several years ago, about the time I began to carry a cell phone with me, I was driving back from British Columbia. As I came through the last pass, there was a bald eagle posing on a deer that had likely been hit by a car. It was right on the edge of the trees across the ditch and would have made a great shot, if I had had the presence of mind to stop, turn around, and use my cell phone cameral.
As always a great read, just wondering the last word in the poem “adieu”, I lived in Palma de Mallorca where they speak a form of Catalan, and I do remember that word, means goodby in English. Just curious about that one, although maybe better to leave it curious or intriguing, anyways nice read as always and I have to say that bird was watching you, probably a spy
Yes, he was a spy sent by unknown people to surveil. Adieu is a commonly word in French bidding a person farewell. It means go with God/the Lord. I had not thought about it being used in Spanish, but French and Spanish are both Romantic Languages and adieu is close to adios. I think, with my limited understanding of Spanish, adios might mean go with God/the Lord, too. Thank you for great questions and stopping by Charly. Adieu/adios
Such beautiful words❤️and I love the picture of this little birdie❤️❤️
Thank you Lara.