The day is gray, work starts early and ends very late, the mind is reeling, the body feels stiff. I read that mice appreciate exercise, well, I appreciate exercise too. I just do not have much time for it.
I do break for a midday coffee. I walk down the hill, hoping for the exhilarating feeling of spring, but it is not spring, and does not feel like spring, and so I may as well put the camera away and get my espresso and hurry back up Bascom Hill.
Though I do notice two huts on Library Mall. Food huts are a sign of better times. They tell me that very soon, this campus, this city will look much much better than they look today.