A natural introvert, I find solitude both refreshing and inspirational. It’s one of the reasons I come to work early: to enjoy some time in my classroom before my students arrive. I took this photograph when I arrived this morning:
The cold winds of winter blow across the empty field where we once practiced: where we refused to yield to oncoming storms, driven inside only when the dying light overcame our fortitude. The grass has grown longer & the lines worn away; the court now sits empty awaiting the day when the sun will shine & the team will return, but for now, the ball sits alone: in solitude.