My appreciation for the men and boys in my life centers around a one little girl. Without them, I would not have found a way forward to live and strive, as Corrie dwells in heaven.
Author: Corrie's Mom
They say teacher turn over is high right now, and many teachers will leave the profession in five years or less. I will enter my seventh year as a full-time teacher, and my 12th year in education after I'd started as a sub and teacher assistant. I was the student in the 1990s you did not want in your classroom because I was diagnosed with ADHD and did not know how to socialize with other kids. I was due to be tested for autism, but this was considered an ostracizing experience for a child then, especially a girl. I am a third generation teacher and author of seventeen creative works.
Corrie’s Arendelle Garden on Labor Day
I remember watching Gardeners World when the host, Monty Don, described this time of year like the grand crescendo of a symphony. It wasn't those exact words on this BBC produced show.
Hope for us to All Remember our Humanity to November
Watching college football and returning home to Carolina with my educational doctorate, something important occurred to me. This time of year offers many thoughts. The words “pumpkin spice latte” are on minds of coffee fans at their favorite locations, and there’s the ideal of tinted leaves, bonfires, a little wind, and beautiful afternoons. It encourages—in some cases causes to dread—time with family during Thanksgiving and Christmas. While it sounds too early, we all consider our autumn plans.
“Celebrate We Will”: Garden Number 10
In fact, I believe we should celebrate birthdays always.
The Writer’s Block Breaks
We’ll see the changing of the colors, dear, no matter when it is: the swan emerging from the river before summer’s end when one more calla lily portrays its plumes.
The Promise of the Peace Roses
But I remembered my promise with the Peace Roses.
I Remember What It is to Love a Daughter
Did you know I loved my daughter so much that I did everything I could to find her the blue Sleeping Beauty dress for her Halloween costume when she was three? I will speak of the quality of the life she lived because I know what it is to love, adore, and even defend my daughter.
Let’s Arrange some Summer Flowers
When I garden--whether I move plants, put down dirt, or cut flowers--I feel reconnected with the world. It recenters me.
When the Lilies Bloom
I wish I could write of love that everyday is when the lilies bloom, and its yellow streaks reminds us of honeysuckles at dawn in June when the hummingbirds begin to greet the warmth of Earth. We, who have loved, all wish this of love, and for those who love long after us.
Gardening through Grief
I posted my first two posts on our garden and farm blog Corrie's Acres Farm and Photography. I shared pictures after the rain, and my latest no dig project.
Corrie's Season 