Immersed in marking

I have been marking all day. My students' essays are good, and
a treat to read really, but my hand hurts from using it
so intensely. I don't have much to say because I don't
have time. It's the end of semester crunch, and that's
a fact.

The flower stall at the Organic Farmers' Market
at the Brick Works

Here's a photo that I may paint when school settles
down. It's the Organic Farmers' Market in September.
At the school where I teach north of the city, the snow
is about 6 inches deep. Here this morning we had an
icing sugar dusting of snow.

Have a working hard happily day.