I sometimes think that September feels more like the start of a new year than January. I suppose having been involved with teaching in some form or another for most of my working life that the start of the academic year signals a fresh start and new beginnings. I used to love all those new books and sharpened pencils which seemed to hold such potential.
I still pretty much work to the academic year... I've just started a fresh new academic diary and I'm enjoying filling in all the pages. I try not to schedule any teaching during August. It is a supposed to be my time to catch up with paperwork, get ahead with my planning and find time for my own work. But I don't know where August has gone this year. I've caught up with some friends, done a bit of that paperwork and planning (not as much as I would have liked), spent some time baking and even more time walking but the days have disappeared and there's not been a single jot of new work produced.
And now of course it is the first week of September and I'm back to work. I've just spent a delightful couple of days with the Worcester branch of the Embroiderer's Guild. I arrived Tuesday lunchtime to give a talk, stayed with one of the members overnight (who made me very welcome) and then on Wednesday taught a workshop on finishing techniques...
where we indulged in some frivolity by making tassles, cords and beads.
It was a good start back to my working year and next week I've got three days of workshops so there are busy times ahead.
But somehow I feel it is more likely that I'll get some of my own work done now that I'm back at work than during those lazy hazy days of August.
Fresh start and all that!!!