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The annual panhellenic shantytown fundraiser for the homeless took place on the quad a couple of weeks ago, when the weather was still quite cold and raw (to my rather mean pleasure; it's hard not to notice that these events are never planned for say, January, but instead for the first week of spring, which may or may not actually be springlike in our climate, but which I suspect the organizers imagine will be pleasant).
It has now ceded its place to more spontaneous spring gatherings, which, this year, seem to feature hammocks and tightropes strung between trees (some of them rather spindly for the purpose, but they seem to be surviving so far), long gauzy skirts and other bohemian/somewhat '60s-ish apparel, and al fresco singing accompanied by (acoustic) guitars. There may also be frisbees, but they seem less numerous than in years past, and I don't think I've seen a hackey-sack for some time.
What does spring look like on your campus this year? What's new? What's missing from years past?
The climate here in Fresno is such that, the day one turns off the heat is the day one turns on the air conditioning. That said, right now it's 70 degrees F and sunny, with the sheep grazing in the fields...oh, never mind. Also less savory about this is that we're now in the fourth year of an unprecedented drought, and Governor Brown wants us to stop taking showers.
ReplyDeleteFlip flops and shorts......the first sign of spring.
ReplyDeleteWhen it gets to Boston, I'll let you know. *grump grump grump*
ReplyDeleteVerily. You can imagine it here in Tuk. Spring looks like... more winter.
DeleteAmen to that RaoG. One day of glorious 15+ C weather, and then back to some snowfall, and some cold biting wind to add on top of that. This "daily high of +3 C" just ain't cuttin' it for spring.
DeleteHere spring means the season of MUD... a nice change from the season of ice.
ReplyDeleteI found this out the hard way, while I was visiting an out of state campus for a conference. Now I know what the designated walking paths are for.
DeleteMore chest hair than I care to see. And some of the guys are skipping T-shirts, too.
ReplyDeleteWhere I am, it's always spring, except for fire season. But well I remember a fine spring day in the Northeast when three (female) classmates entered the large biology hall wearing bikinis. Very, very small bikinis. The professor just rolled his eyes and sighed, as if he'd seen it all. And he very nearly had.
DeleteHumidity and pollen is about all I notice until the grading's done.
ReplyDeleteThe 1964 World's Fair could be in town for all I know. I'm familiar with the pavement from my building's entrance to my car and that's it.
ReplyDeleteThe entire track team, male and female, begins to run en masse in their underwear, even if it's forty degrees. Terrifying sight. Like a German art film gone wrong.
ReplyDeleteIs there a German art film gone right?
DeleteI was thinking it, but you said it. Actually, what I was thinking was closer to "a German art film gone wrong? How could you tell?"
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