There may come a time when you have tread brick sidewalks to so many lectures that all of the socks you brought to college are so threadbare they could be the sole possessions of any Dickensian street-rat, and then you know it is time for the semester to end so you can go home and replenish your store of socks. It has been a stupendous year! Even if walking to class or to meet up with friends took a severe toll on my socks, every step was worth it. I have taken three exams in the past 32 hours, so please excuse my absurdly poetic sock musings. Now, I only have one more exam and a full week to prepare for it, so I also have too much time on my hands.
Having a great surplus of time, I had a chance to process the photos I took during a lovely walk through Colonial Williamsburg last weekend! The April showers, which seem to have forgotten to turn the page of their calendar, may have soaked me through a couple of times, but they have brought some delightful color to the streets and gardens of Williamsburg.
But first, W&M Old Campus…
Ahh Wren, the most beautiful accumulation of bricks…
Saluting dear old Lord Bot
Sunlight through trees
And now Williamsburg…
My brother and I have decided that this is the best sign because Severinus is a brilliant name. But I dare say it would be even better if it read “haberdashery” instead of “genteel tailoring.”
Love the spring photos of Williamsburg! Good work! Dad