Thursday morning they were lined up in some nearby trees in bigger groups, and I've seen them congregating anti-socially-- in a long drawn out line on a power line, every day since*.
|Aug. 17, 2016 Grades 2 and 0.|
They have not left yet, at least they have not all left yet, but it seems obvious they are thinking about it. Change is in the air.
Actually, ragweed is in the air, and we are all suffering from it. And we are, more or less, all suffering from our change back to full routine with no naps. But school started Aug. 17 for the boys and Aug. 22 for me. Images of last year and the year before (grades 0 and -2) and the year before that, should you want to see that they are growing up. Somewhere around there's a picture of my new red shoes for 2013, which I still consider my new red shoes.
*ETA: Wed. Aug. 31 there were 60 of them lined up in one block at 7:45 this morning. 5 on one tree, 1 in another tree and the remaining 54 spaces about a meter apart on the power line. Six more were one the lines on the next block. This is not where you'll find Mississippi kites mid-summer.
|Yes, my eyes were open when I took the photo,|
33rd grade? My 11th year of full time teaching.
|Because nothing says "end of summer" like paying attention|
to one's toenails for the first time since March.