At university I met someone who said that she feels like the trees are reaching up to the heavens in praise of God. I would have been happy to talk about how the trees love God, but she wanted me to be a part of their cult. So, I had to walk away.
“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” Percy Bysshe Shelley
Today it’s a year since my official graduation. I avoided the whole graduation ritual last year so I collected the diploma the day before yesterday. I don’t understand why people think the ceremony is the most important thing. How about the classes, the assignments, and strange people you meet? It’s been a great year off formal education. Lots of love, photos and a different kind of learning.