Fading Glories

[akirlu]

Today may be the last workday there are blossoms on the cherry trees in the quad. I wish I could catch the wonderful dappled pink glow you get in the early morning, but the sun is too bright for anything but contrast shots. Still, I burned a bit of virtual film. Next spring will find our office in temporary concrete brutalist quarters, so I feel a certain urgency to catch the changes of season while it's all still just outside my window.

So, from my walk for coffee this morning: