Wisteria on the Verge of April

This afternoon, I felt a compulsive urge to go and see the Rose Garden at Scripps. As it is not directly in the path of any of the dining halls from my dorm, I hardly ever make a visit there. However, I wanted to see if the roses were in bloom. I think the wisteria in the Margaret Fowler Memorial Garden may be beginning to bloom, but as the Garden is closed on the weekends, I can’t tell.

I’m working outside, and if I look at the reflection in the screen of the computer I see the wisteria beginning to bloom behind me.

There were slim pickings in the Rose Garden, as most of the roses were only beginning to bud. However, Callie found a red rose, and I found a pink one. It was absolutely beautiful; I’d like to think that we chose roses based on what we wearing, for Callie’s red rose complimented her pinkish skin, blonde hair, and cream-colored shirt, while my pink one complimented my more yellow complexion, brown hair, and skirt.

Walking back to our dormitory on our beautiful campus, I felt at peace. The surroundings are truly indescribable, and with the warmth of the sun beating down upon me as we verge upon April, I knew that I had made the right choice in going to this college, and I thought about just how lucky I am to be here, to have been accepted here. I can’t imagine of all the things that I may have given up in going to this college instead of any another, but with what I know now and what has occurred, if I had the choice, I would choose Scripps over and over and over again.