Handwritten last night. By the time I’d taken in the northern lights dancing through the stars and across the sky,  walked up to the duplex and back down to the helipad with my camera and tripod, the cloud cover had blown in, and through it the lights showed still. Incredible. It sorta came through in the photo.

Early out, kids run free from school at 2:00pm, teachers meeting two-thirty to three, we move three pallets of canned food into the school kitchen from a connex (shipping container), human chain Hey-Oh Throw a box of #10 cans of apricots up to the next man on the stairs, boss mr. willis. Done with that at 5:00, hungry enough to eat a horse.
Half a bag of BBQ Lays and a full-to-the-brim bowl of beef stew later, I’m comatose in the recliner. Veg for two hours. Espresso at 9 and back at it, get those lesson plans done through thursday. I’m finally on it, finally moving past the hell of day-by-day lesson planning at ten at night night-by-night. Feelin real good. Done at 11, call it a night and step outside. No, not this way, the shortcut straight up to the duplex, no, tonight a short walk through the village. Back through school and out the front door, singing out loud Angel At My Door, and I look up and the sky’s all lit up with the northern lights like I’ve never seen them before.
I think I’ll sleep in a little bit tomorrow.