Not a lot to say just yet this morning; I'm more than a little tired! But I wanted to leave you with this picture I took yesterday. This is my fourth year at this school and I've photographed this building and this tree literally hundreds of times.
It's hard to believe that the same twisted wood that stared down at me at 18 greets me now at 21 and I find myself smiling back up at an old friend. This is one of the few outdoor areas on campus that I don't have particular memories attached to, other than these little exchanges. I've never had a picnic in the grass in the shade of this tree or played soccer with friends. I've never sat in the classroom behind those windows and gazed out at the branches.
I graduate in June and I'm quite sure I will miss this old tree and this old building. Perhaps someday I'll introduce my children to my old friend or perhaps someday they'll tear him down. I'm happy to have built those memories. I really believe we have relationships with nature that can weigh nearly as strongly as those with other people.