I studied abroad in southern Spain for the last quarter of last school year, so I’ve had, weather-wise, a longer summer than usual. I began wearing shorts consistently in April, not late May, and the warm weather followed me home to Framingham at the end of the semester. Sunny days in the mid-70s are my favorite. If winter never happened, I wouldn’t complain.
Now it’s October. The leaves are starting to lose their green, and the air has acquired a sharpness to it. Most mornings I row in leggings, not shorts. I still wear sandals to class, but usually with socks. Fall is nice. I just hate that it turns into winter.
As we lose daylight and 70 degree days become less and less common, I try to spend as much time outside as I can. But I also spend most of my time working, either on schoolwork or my internship. The compromise? Working outside.
Finishing up a WGST reading on the Quad between Shafer and Beebe
As much as I love hammocking (I lounged yesterday and today), it’s not the most conducive to getting work done. I’ve taken to studying at outdoor tables all around campus. On Mondays, between lunch and my third class, I’ve powered through readings in the Munger courtyard. On Friday, working on an assignment for my internship, I followed the shade from table to table behind Stone-D. And yesterday, I set up my biology textbook on a new picnic table right outside Shafer. Being outside makes the hours I spend in front of my laptop go by a little faster.
I do do fun things too, though. Non-studying highlights from my week include playing guitar for my teammates at our casual art night, docking perfectly after a quick solo row on the lake, starting my internship with Connecticut Public Radio, and watching the rest of 3 Idiots with friends at French House.
A corner of the Munger courtyard
The view from behind Stone-D