Walking into the landscape architecture school, for Dana's graduation last May. I like the just-rained-on-us sky visible under the building, and the tree standing solitary on the left, in front of the square windows. I like the quiet air of pride and I-never-doubted-it celebration we held around us as our large group waltzed into the small space and ate all the appetizers. Like we owned the place.
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