Congratulations, Swarthmore graduates! You are brilliant and blessed, and very, very brave. I suppose this means I'm a senior now, though - I feel like I'm assuming the mantle of the Learned Elder (as far as the Swarthmore!verse is concerned). I hope I can do it as well as you did ( Read more... )

12.

(It's about as close to winning the [housing] lottery as a person could hope to get.)

There is good news in spades on my flist today ( Read more... )

Checking in, checking in, a few points ( Read more... )

(insert self-loathing here)

Ms Nelson,
I am forwarding the seeds of Lucky red clover that you requested. Good luck with your research. Let me know if i can be of further help.
Sincerely yours,
NLT

aww. This is from the 78-year-old professor emeritus who is the founder and sole maintainer of the Clover Germplasm Center, which strives to catalogue clover species and develop/ ( Read more... )

Christmas, for a little while longer.

I continue negotiations with God, in whatever way or form I can find him/her/it. I take great comfort in knowing that the Good Lady Tess, my mother's beloved friend, continues similar negotiations herself.

Home again.

Let it never be said that Pennsylvania is like New England; it isn't. The grey snow, the hills bristling with leafless trees. Our wood that my father cut from our trees in April and cured over the summer, stacked outside the door and along the side of the house. SE PA may be magnificent in springtime, but home is home.

Dear self ( Read more... )

Happy New Year, dear ones. I am sick. Thanks to the Goodwill Fairy (aka _swallow), I now have a Floor-Length Iridescent Slightly-Slinky Bridesmaid's Dress. I am probably going to wake up tomorrow and see this post and delete it ( Read more... )