A spring wind

Just 40 more minutes and I can go home.

There's some serious spring fever on campus today. It's been windy as March can be all week, but today the chill softened and the breeze is gentle. I opened my 80-year-old windows (with the not-so-charming draft between leaded panes in the winter) and they're sliding around on their metal tracks. The wind has pushed them as far open as they can go and I expect papers to start flying off my desk and into the quadrangle any second.

But, the sight is really gorgeous. My humble office has one of the best views on campus, including the new tower gothic tower (which is modestly sized; politics dictated it could not be as large as the older, original gothic tower).

Just 35 minutes and I can go home.

My student worker didn't show up today and didn't call, which is somewhat uncharacteristic. He occasionally doesn't show up, but always calls or emails with a politely plausible excuse. I'm guessing he has a wicked hangover from celebrating his namesake (or "feast day," as they say in Spain) last night.