A bit of brightness before a bit of not-totally-surprising bad news.
Not good enough for a major segment of the approval process = non-reappointment=failure = essentially being fired for, literally, not making the grade.
This view, from a home on Tarrytown's garden tour, is a far more spectacular view than the view of the woods from out humble bungalow. I'd be small-minded and jealous, but the grounds and expense are so out of reach that I'm merely amazed and agog (and besides, our bungalow is lovely and comfy, if not the same kind of knock-out). There's a lot of gorgeosity in this wee village.
A Saturday meeting with my student Arielle started with a train trip from Tarrytown, a view of double tugs, and some Lower East Side Street life. As for what we saw on Orchard Street: Toto, I don't think we're in the bargain district any more.
"Become your dream" is a good slogan for any time. I was going to say it's a good way to start a month but, 1. it's the end of the month and 2. the slogan works for any time. Of course, I wonder what's the story of the owner of the furniture that's being tossed out. What was the dream? And the fish?
I just loved the chair/desks in this City College Classroom—and after doing a stint as a guest speaker, had to take a shot once the students had vacated their seats.