I remembered to bring my camera to class with me yesterday, because I looked up as I was lurching toward the garage with my portfolio and tote bag full of watercolor necessities, and noticed how magical it is when the sun goes down and the lights come on. We have a beautiful campus at our lovely little community college: heritage oak trees, brick buildings (some older that I am), tenderly cared-for gardens. But the greatest improvement in my estimation was the parking garage. And look how pretty them made it! It is brick, to match the rest of the campus, and they gave us our own camponile, to rival those big Universities down south of us. It is really magical to be able to go back to school at all. Then I get to see all this wonder around me. Wonder, even in a parking garage. How sweet is that!
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