Quiet Village

About two more weeks of school left. I arrived in Peshkopi about this time last year and, absorbed with my own transition, didn't fully experience how hectic the end of the school year is for teachers. This year, I'm getting the full dosage, closing my school projects while also planning for summer.

On the bright side, going through winter has made spring all the more charming. Almost overnight, we went from days in the low 50's to the mid 80's. All over town, irises are blooming, women are selling homegrown spinach, and everyone's getting ready for cherry season. Myself, I can't wait to go to the river to get a tan. Though living here has definitely opened up my appreciation of the seasons, I imagine that I'll be done with it after next year and eager to get back to season-less Los Angeles.

I fell asleep listening to Martin Denny the other night and could certainly use some relaxing, "Quiet Village," after a week of long days, working in our school's concrete corridors that seem to echo and amplify the constant shouting in our hallways.

Working on our almost finished mural. Tomorrow, we just have to finish the top "9-Vjecare," brush up a few blemishes, and then should be done.

My first iris blossom this week.

My first marigold blossom today!