"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Friday, October 18, 2024
Founders Day 2024
Saturday, May 7, 2022
Commencement 2022
Tuesday, April 26, 2022
15 years!
Saturday, March 19, 2022
"Shepherd Stars"
Saturday, March 5, 2022
Accepted Students Day 2022
Thursday, February 3, 2022
Walking on Sunshine
It's no secret that I've been really down lately. And this doesn't mean everything is better now. But what a reminder that I am blessed, blessed, blessed.
Monday, January 3, 2022
Burst of progress...
Saturday, October 23, 2021
Friday, October 22, 2021
Saturday, October 9, 2021
Tree planting
Friday, July 9, 2021
Wednesday, March 24, 2021
Add it to the list...
Friday, August 14, 2020
Testing...
14 August 2020: Got my mandatory COVID test today. (It was fine--didn't have to use the long swab; my eyes watered a bit, but it was fine.) Shepherd had a smooth operation going--friendly volunteers, very little waiting, everything clear and pretty easy. The nursing student who administered my test was so kind and pleasant. Of course, I always have a soft spot for our nursing students--my heart kind of swells when I see them in their scrubs.
As I was walking back to my office, I stopped for a moment, ostensibly to fix my mask, put my earbuds back in, etc. But really, I had to stop and collect myself because the whole experience moved me so. Here was our lovely little community in action and in person, something I haven't seen in person since March. Here they were, working hard on a complicated and long task because they love this place, they love this community, they want to keep people safe, and they want this re-opening to work.
That last part seems the most tenuous, of course. But the other parts? So lovely and bittersweet to see. A reminder of how much I love Shepherd and all of these folks.
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Happy birthday, JC!
Thursday, January 4, 2018
Record Breaker...
Tonight, she scored 40 points and broke the Shepherd record for most points in a game. It, too, was amazing. My favorite part, though, was watching her face tonight as she realized how "on" she was, sinking basket after basket (so many from downtown, too!), hitting nothing but net. I leaned over to Amy and said, "Look how much fun she's having." But it was so charming because she was also trying to keep a game-face on. I am sure it's a night she'll remember for a long time. And I'll remember how much fun it was to watch her having fun.
Saturday, April 8, 2017
Three quick good things...
Monday, September 5, 2016
Ram Tracks and Battering Ram...
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Graduation
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Campus construction and Walden
"I had not lived there a week before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side; and though it is five or six years since I trod it, it is still quite distinct. It is true, I fear that others may have fallen into it, and so helped to keep it open. The surface of the earth is soft and impressible by the feet of men; and so with the paths which the mind travels. How worn and dusty, then, must be the highways of the world, how deep the ruts of tradition and conformity!"
I explain to students that when I read this section, I always think of a certain path on Roanoke's campus, back when I was an undergrad. Roanoke has all of these really lovely brick paths, but this particular path wasn't paved--it was a shortcut students made to sort of bisect an angle made by pre-existing paths. Over the years I was there, the landscapers would reseed that section, but soon enough, the grass would get trampled and that brown, worn-down (and sometimes muddy) path would reemerge. By my senior year, they gave up and put down bricks over that path. It certainly looked nicer than dead grass and mud, but it did feel like a defeat of sorts.
You can be pretty sure that if not for the "ruts of conformity," so to speak, the landscapers would have won that battle. But once a path is already there--once the grass is pretty much dead--it's much easier for students in a hurry to take that shortcut. (Yeah, I get that one could also say that getting off the paved path is defying conformity, but in this case, it's really not true. Only the non-conformists (and sometimes people in really nice shoes) stayed on that paved path.)
Well, now I have an even better example for my students (just in time, as my summer class will get to Walden next week): another group of landscapers have surrendered, this time on a path at near Shepherd's library. From my first week on campus, I wondered how long it would take...



















