Friday, March 26, 2010

rough winds do shake the darling buds of


normally a march snow squall wouldn't bother me much but now that tender little perennial shoots have sprung up (not to mention yesterday's daffodils!) I'm more than a little concerned.  Plus, temperatures tonight are going to get back down into the teens!  I knew spring was too fickle to stick around.  Tease.

Read from Nabokov's "Details of a Sunset" short story collection to my students today.  I read "A Bad Day," all about the cruelty of kids and laden with description.  Nabokov writes particularly well about smells, I think.  And light.

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