Dear World, As I’ve previously mentioned, my oldest daughter is a singer. And a strummer. And a musician all around. I catch her voice drifting up the vents from the basement where she hangs out into the dining room that’s been my office for the last couple of months every day when she’s taking a […]Read More Letters from Stay at Home: Let’s Hope We Can Preach to a Choir
Dear World, The singing starts after breakfast, or after breakfast for a high school freshman stuck at home during the Spring of her first year at high school. Some days, I know the song, but plenty of others I don’t. I suspect some of them are of her own creation. As a musician myself, or […]Read More A Letter from Stay-at-Home: She Who Burps & Sings
Dear world, I’m writing this afternoon from my dining room table. It’s the place that I frequently steal for a quick home office morning when I work away from my office or not on the road. For the last two weeks, as we’ve been changing and rechanging and finally closing the physical library where my […]Read More A Letter from Stay-at-Home: A Good Pork Sandwich
This morning is the first snowfall of 2020, at least as far as official counting of such things goes1 . As I do when I see snow, I tweet such: Snow. — Bud Hunt (@budtheteacher) February 3, 2020 I’m not sure why, except as a moment of joy for me, a declaration that I see […]Read More Love in the Transmission of Learning?