As the Northern Hemisphere turns to face away from the sun, I find myself thinking about the cycles of life. With that in mind, I used Facebook's "Memories" feature to look back on my postings from the same date over the years. Unsurprisingly, most of them were posts about the equinox itself. However, variations crept in as well.
Eight years ago, I attended the Michigan Renaissance Fair--not knowing that it would be my last time doing so (at least to this point).
Seven years ago, Connor road his bicycle without using training wheels for the first time. We were living in that tiny two-bedroom rental, and Janelle had finally had enough of the boys' squabbling, so she sent them outside. I should also note that a heavy line of snow had already fallen on the Kenai Range and a rain-snow mix was in that coming week's forecast.
Six years ago, most of the birch trees in our yard had lost their leaves at this point and people were talking about the upcoming snow.
Five years ago, many of my students were convinced that the world was supposed to come to an end as Nibiru (or Planet X) was supposed to collide with the Earth. I told them that they should do their homework just in case that prediction turned out to be wrong.
Four years ago, I was chaperoning a Homecoming dance and using the occasion to compare the coming of autumn to the students' festive colors.
Three years ago, I was celebrating my 2019th post (in the year 2019) while noting how much grading I still had to do.
Two years ago, I posted on the dangers of mob mentality and how social media has fed into it.
Last year, I wrote about how life is full of cycles and the equinox is a good time to reflect on that.
Eight years ago, I attended the Michigan Renaissance Fair--not knowing that it would be my last time doing so (at least to this point).
Seven years ago, Connor road his bicycle without using training wheels for the first time. We were living in that tiny two-bedroom rental, and Janelle had finally had enough of the boys' squabbling, so she sent them outside. I should also note that a heavy line of snow had already fallen on the Kenai Range and a rain-snow mix was in that coming week's forecast.
Six years ago, most of the birch trees in our yard had lost their leaves at this point and people were talking about the upcoming snow.
Five years ago, many of my students were convinced that the world was supposed to come to an end as Nibiru (or Planet X) was supposed to collide with the Earth. I told them that they should do their homework just in case that prediction turned out to be wrong.
Four years ago, I was chaperoning a Homecoming dance and using the occasion to compare the coming of autumn to the students' festive colors.
Three years ago, I was celebrating my 2019th post (in the year 2019) while noting how much grading I still had to do.
Two years ago, I posted on the dangers of mob mentality and how social media has fed into it.
Last year, I wrote about how life is full of cycles and the equinox is a good time to reflect on that.
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