I like teaching, even after nearly thirty years. I love teaching. But I'm always happy when the end of the spring term rolls around and the students and I can take a break from each other. I'm giving an exam in my Understanding Vietnam course tomorrow, then I'll have several days of heavy grading, then the wide open spaces. It looks like I won't be returning to Vietnam until winter, so I have no serious travel plans this summer. I'm hoping to finish a book of poems I've been puttering around with for way too long and to revise a couple of short stories I wrote last year and get them out for editors to look at. And there are some areas of our yard that need restoration, so I'll have the shovel in my hands quite a bit as soon at the weather improves a bit -- after several nice days, we woke to snow this morning. Snow. Yesterday, black flies, today snow.