PP: Tall Ticket

  Dear Mom, I MADE IT ON THE BUS! I AM PROGRESSING EASTWARD! Sincerely,  Your toothbrush-loving, Harry Potter accompanied, cheek-smushed-against-window-sleeping daughter, ~Anna PS: yes, I got a seat near the front.  PPS: I am terrified of bus bathrooms. 

PP: Scholarly

MOM! Paul! Remember my Titanic Paper? paper on the poem about the Titanic? Got it back… A+! See? No need to panic on those night-before scrambles! I’m actually really pleased, since it was the first paper I ever writ where I liked the material it was about by the end of it. It’s still early in the night in the photo ’cause the lineup…

Postcard Pretend: Rain

I’ve been looking through the photos on my phone recently. I learn about myself by the things I like to capture. These days, there are a lot of fairly unexciting photos, but there’s always something that made me pause or appreciate. There’s a lot about nature, weather, and seasons changing these days. Take this one,…