Sunday Walk and Brunch

A longer than usual stroll through the summerlike beauty of this cheerful sweet-breathing April day... The upcoming week is a writing workshop and a matter of finishing up a couple of independent studies Monday, then a dense catch-up lecture Friday on Combahee and Lorde and Haraway, but also, if we can find the time, a move into environmental justice and disability studies before the queer performativity texts of the culminating week. It's something of a fever pitch, union stuff, end of term stuff, summer intensive prep, not to mention the forever ongoing staving off of fear, rage and despair in stupid disgusting Trumpmerica, etc etc etc.