You made me understand that there's no clock in the forest, and I appreciate that wisdom more with the passing of each season. And even without a clock, the seasons leave their mark of time upon us all, and I grow ever more grateful for your time with all of us through the years: your old (and getting older) students, the Camp Shakespeare kids, and, so a little (Kathy Black)bird told me, some seriously ill youngsters at the children's hospital. Thank you for sharing so much with so many. I can't begin to imagine how different my life would have been without my time at Winedale with you.