Curran Dobson writes a thoughtful piece in the Wilkes U Beacon on the use of handheld devices in the classroom. I wonder, as she does, what sort of knowledge are we constructing here?

Snowy Woods 

After the snowfall

The sun slants up the hill and into the woods this morning, after the storm that only nicked us. The sky is a bright cornflower blue behind the tan barkiness of the bare tree branches. The moon just set behind the ridge above us, and the day promises to be crisp and cold. I have yet to see a bear, but for the one sighting on the road. They must, indeed, be sleeping.