Library at Hollins. My wife goes here and will graduate soon. I love coming here and looking out at the vast landscape. A beautiful campus in the hills amidst greater mountains, all covered in snow. Evergreens.
Sing-song cell phones go off. They blast and echo, but when the students pick up, they whisper quietly. Respect for husbands blogging.
I keep thinking time is of the essence. I should have been more prepared for some things. Only now can I attempt to rectify or let go, move on.