saying goodbye and joy, in all its ephemera

I said goodbye to English 135.302 yesterday—over baklava, hummus, and grape leaves from Manakeesh, over books I'd made for the students, through stories told about summer plans, futures. Don't go far. I said it. Again and again.

And then I raced across campus with my big-snouted camera to spend time with a former student and to take photographs of kids on the eight count. I'll have more about that afternoon, soon.

But for now, let's give it up for joy and friendship and community, in all its wonder and ephemeral bittersweetness.