This Evening
I can hear the Cicadas singing outside of my window, a sort of lazy summer song that is completely in keeping with the heat and humidity that seem to be sucking the lifeblood out of people down here in Alabama. This is the time of year that air conditioning was made for.
Today, I was at the law school in Tuscaloosa for orientation. (Roll Tide) As much as I’m always sad about the end of summer, meeting new students and hearing their enthusiasm about the study of law is such a pick-me-up! They give me confidence about the future. And I love hearing their stories and getting to know them.
But it’s been a long day, and I’m exhausted, so, instead of finishing a piece I’ve been working on for you, I’ll table it until later this week and leave you with this picture of my greeting committee when I get home.
We’re in this together,
Joyce
So adorable.. I say we call them JOYFUL chickens !
I remember a muggy August in 1987 when a trepidatious and newly divorced first year law student arrived in Tuscaloosa (spoiler: it was me). I had no idea what the future would bring, but I was prepared to work and the faculty sparked my desire to figure out this lawyer thing. Kudos to you, Professor Vance; you are an amazing teacher and I know your students appreciate you 💜