My passion for early childhood education has consistently been a driving force in my life. As a stay-at-home mom for several years, this ambition remained strong and gave me incentive to pursue a job outside of the home. Starting as an aide at St. Mark’s Preschool, then moving on to being a teacher at Eagle’s Nest Preschool, I have found my “happy place.” Being in the classroom affords me the opportunity to have one-on-one interactions and learning experiences with preschool-age children.
I’ve always enjoyed listening to mama cows when they’re talking to their babies. Their moos are uttered in a variety of tones, depending on the situation, and I get that, but what I don’t understand is how a cow is able to tell a calf to “stay right there and don’t move,” and the calf does it. I don’t understand a bunch of other things cows tell their calves, either, but it’s fun to guess at it.
Nothing happened here. Even after factoring in the thuggery and the lies and the victim-blaming and the fact-denying, it was just another day on the campaign trail with Donald Trump, the man who would be president.
In September of 2015, ten scientists won the satirical Ig Nobel Prize for scientific studies of questionable worth. When I read about the tongue-in-cheek prize and the dubious research it rewarded, I felt better about my failed attempts to participate in an extra-curricular science fair in seventh grade.
There are few superhero clashes that every comic book fan has wanted to see on the big screen more than that of “Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice,” a youthful eagerness kept in check by a steadfast decision to hate the outcome before even seeing it. The casual film viewer should never trust a fanboy’s assessment on anything within pop culture, but yes, there are good reasons for the negativity you’ve already heard.
This week’s novel, a suspense thriller, was written by Joy Fielding, a New York Times bestselling author. You may know her for “Someone is Watching” or another of the over 20 novels she has written.
We really miss *you! You were such a fierce competitor and we had such high hopes for you as a football player, track runner and student. We knew you had some issues, all of us do, but you worked hard to overcome them. We tried our best to support you but still keep you accountable and challenge you to become something we all saw in you.
Not many of us think about needing air ambulances. We don’t dwell on that possibility, but for people hurt in car accidents or who live in smaller or rural communities without medical care at hand, being airlifted to a hospital can mean the difference between life and death.
On a spring day like today, when the snow is blowing like crazy, I’m reminded of Easters past, when my brother, sister and I were growing up on the ranch. We looked forward to Easter pretty much the way we looked forward to Christmas. However, the likelihood that we would be able to find eggs and our baskets outdoors was slim, indeed, and it didn’t really matter whether Easter came in March or April.
The roads to Sand Wash are open again, well some days. The recent snow storms have dumped more snow in the basin adding more stress to the herd that has struggled with a harsh winter. Seeing firsthand the thin, ragged horses this week was the hard truth to the winter they endured.
“The Bunny Who Found Easter,” written by Charlotte Zolotow, was first published in 1959, and then the copyright was renewed in 1987. This week’s picture book for children is a new rendition of the old classic tale, published in 1998. The illustrations for this book were done by Helen Craig.
It’s interesting to a look at what has transpired in our country, and county, over the past eight or nine months. The conversational tone is vastly different than when we were meeting in June to support the coal industry and fight for the jobs that Moffat County depends on for its economic well-being. We even have a presidential contender who is promising to shut down coal mines and reduce the coal footprint on our entire planet.
Given the rancor and turmoil inside the GOP these days, even a bitter, partisan, hammer-and-tongs battle to the death over a Supreme Court justice seems almost quaint by comparison.
Christians recognize Jesus as the true king and Messiah
Palm Sunday. For some this is a significant Sunday. Palm fronds distributed to congregants, especially children, songs with loud praise and “Hosanna” somewhere in the lyrics.
Wonderful things are happening in Craig these days. The snow is finally melting. Small green shoots are appearing in the soil. Migrating birds are returning and hibernating mammals are waking from winter sleeps. Our community is also stirring and coming together to re-imagine our future. As I think about the challenges and opportunities ahead for our community I also think about my garden. There are many similarities between growing a garden and growing a community.