#111: Wear the Honors of Honor

            May 22, 2011: I crossed off #1 on my lifelist. I have worn the honors of Honor, I have graduated from Virginia.

The Rest of 'Em

            Summer sun and overall ennui have overcome me, and I feel it's nearly time to say goodbye to this portion of the blog. Here are some of the less interesting list items that I crossed off and don't feel like sharing:

14. Go out of your way to help a stranger

24. Volunteer in the Charlottesville Community

     28.  Hang out at a Final Friday reception at the UVA Art Museum

34. Take a drive up on skyline

36. Befriend a first year

45. Take a different route to class

63. Enjoy Spudnuts

68. Say thank you to a university employee

71. Watch an improv show

73. Tube down the James

74. Listen to an Acapella performance

78. Bounce on Ruffner bridge

93. Eat a pancake for Parkinsons

94. Be a part of the UVA Green Challenge

102. Nom nom on a Gusburger

103. Be a crazy Hoo Crew member

105. Branch out at Twisted Branch Tea Bazaar

 The only item I did not complete was  #22: Donate Blood or Support a Friend's Donation. I simply didn't have a good point in my schedule to give this year, and may not even be eligible due to my poor diet! I don't feel too bad about only missing 1/111... it's something I will do in my life and isn't strictly related to UVa. One more post to come :D

#43: Chow Down at the Tavern

             Second year, Joe and I joined Dave (and I believe Dan Allen and maybe Julie) for Sunday brunch at the Tavern, "where students, tourists, & townspeople meet". I got the traditional Tavern pancakes-- very cheap and delicious. The cafe is a favorite of students who know about it, but it's also easily overlooked and a little difficult to get to since it's in the shopping center across from Barrack's.

          Unfortunately, I only made it there once, and the landmark is rumored to be closing this December. After 30 years open to Charlottesville, even my dad is sad to see the Tavern go.

#32: See a concert at the Charlottesville Pavillion

First year: Hollie, Tori, Christina, Van, Vicki, Carter and I went to the Switchfoot concert headlined by Sparky's Flaw (now Parachute).

             I also took advantage of Fridays after 5 at the beginning of each fall semester... these events are so fun! Totally free to the public, you can purchase beer here, see old couples and kids alike dancing to live music! The pavillion is just another example of the strong sense of community in Charlottesville that I've already begun to miss.

#40: Have a Dorm Reunion

I will never forget the Friday night before graduation when we water-bottled around Grounds.

            "Life is partly what we make it, and partly what is made by the friends we choose." -- Tennessee Williams

#30: Have a Sunday Funday

            Looking back, I'm kind of ashamed I never actually did a Sunday Funday during classes, especially since I didn't have any on Mondays! But Graduation fell on a Sunday thus enabling me to have one last hoo-rah at bars. I never really found out what the Sunday Funday specials were, but I know that at Biltmore mimosas were only $3 starting at 11am.

         Thanks to these 3 ladies and Molly, I had a blast dancing in the strobe lights of the beach bar one last time amidst a tempestuous lightning show in the sky that eventually gave way to a downpour. But bars were dead that night-- I'm assuming because people were throwing their own individual parties. That night (our last one, of course) there were older men and nerdy looking older females abound.

And so our transition into "those sketchy alumni" occurred.

#25: See the river on the Lawn

             The river is one of those word of mouth things you have to learn about as a student. It can be seen by laying on the south end of the Rotunda and lookinig up at the columns and backwards down the end of the Lawn. The grass makes the river and the trees are the banks! The first time I ever saw it was first year after a life-changing conversation on the steps. My life was so different then.

#37: Rope Swing at Blue Hole

        "You have to cross three bridges to get to the Black Hole," the old gentleman on the bicycle with the straw hat and winter gloves mused. It had been a long drive to this unmapped site, and had he not been biking by, we may have turned around and never made it.

        On the last day before I left for a few days at home, Molly, Lauren, Jade and I went on one last excursion to this mountain stream! It was an overcast day in May, and the water was no warmer than 50 degrees. I didn't want to get in, but fearing regrets is the best way to keep me from them, and the girls are so good at getting me to realize I'd be missing out!

             We made a few friends from Jade's hometown who goaded us to get in...after assessing the different depths of the water (trying to avoid stray rocks in the shallows) and optimal jumping points, Lauren was the first brave soul to jump in!

           Then Molly jumped.

           And then Jade took the first try on the rope swing! And then.... yes, I took the plunge.

             That mix of freezing mountain water and Joe's vulnerable immune system landed me with a nasty cold that I still have two weeks later... my system will recover. Regrets last forever :D

"Well, you just have to stand up to your fear and not let it squeeze you white. Right?" - Bridge to Terabithia

#107: Ride a UTS bus

        This picture was taken on a UTS bus first year coming back from Jade and my birthday dinner celebrations! Back then I never took the bus to class, and I know I'm revealing my age here, but back then the routes were called Blue and Orange. To account for increased first year housing way up in Hereford and Observatory Hill, now they have the Northline and Outer/Inner Loops.

        Ironically, I weighed more first and second year when I tried to walk everywhere than I did when I moved to 1900 JPA, where the bus stop literally right in front of my apartment has made me lazy and old.

"As long as a school bus comes riding by, I'll be willing to jump on it." -- Diane Evans

#61: Go Wine Tasting

        Ahhhhlcohol, the perks of being 21. I haven't gotten to any vineyards this spring, but I did take advantage of my mountain proximity to the vine in the beautiful September weather. My first trip was actually a 40 minute trip to Price Michel, a strikingly gorgeous winery up 29 North. I did a little researching this summer and found this place online, and the fact that they were having a free tasting event WITH chocolate was too much for me to pass up! Heather, Kimberly and I dressed up and went one Saturday.

       After being served some dessert wines by "Joe" our barista, the three of us decided on 2 bottles of wine we enjoyed the most: the Peach and Raspberry ones. "Tres bien" was also quite delicious but considerably more expensive. We had fun afterwards frolicking a bit tipsy amongst the vines and tractors outside.

       Molly's birthday was just a few weeks later! Her parents were so generous to pay for all of us to go wine-tasting at Jefferson vineyards up near Monticello. The wine selection we had here wasn't dessert so it wasn't nearly as sweet- the real red and white stuff.

        The view was gorgeous here, complete with six lovely wooden chairs just perfect enough for us to sit in and admire the mountain view before climbing into our WAHOOPTIE! My experimenting at vineyards and with different bottles with Joe has led me to the conclusion that I love Rieslings, and that, like Kristin, I don't have those $4 bottles of strawberry wine they sell at convenience stores, no matter how much the cashier tries to dissuade me.

"Wine is bottled poetry." -- Robert Louis Stevenson

#100: Make a 2am Harris Teeter run

         Reason #129 why my boyfriend is the best: I wasn't going to complete this task! He really wanted me not to give up just because it's a stupid obligation. So he let me sleep for 2 hours and then woke me up for the Teeter trip!

         When I was touring colleges, I remember going to CNU...and one of the main things they couldn't stop talking about on the tour was how Teeter was 24-7 and you could go there any time. Seriously, this point was the highlight of the tour and hit on throughout the day as one of the main drawing points to their university. It's kind of a joke, because we have a 24-7 CVS, Kroger, and Harris Teeter all within 5 minutes of Grounds.

         I didn't buy anything, but Joe was able to get chocolate Teddy Grahams that Kroger doesn't carry! And several things for Sam and Hyde, of course. (If you can't tell, Joe's holding up a "2" peace sign!)

#7: Read a book in your favorite Garden

            Wednesday was my first day of no exams, no school, no obligations! And Lauren came to my rescue and prevented me from freaking out about life. I grabbed my last West Range chicken sandwich and my picnic blanket and headed over to one of my favorite gardens... I don't even know the number. But it's the third one dowwn on the West range, and it has the giant Ionic column at the entrance.

        She and I enjoyed A Survival Guide for Landlocked Mermaids, and its beautiful life lessons helped remind me of the important things to be aware of as an adult mermaid.

"We want to be refreshed, to remember, to find our way back to the part of us that is mostly ocean"

#13: Visit the Farmer's Market Downtown

        April showers brought May flowers! ... to the Charlottesville City Farmer's Market, that is! Each Saturday morning April through October, the parking lot across from the Downtown Mall is packed with tents and vans from local vendors that look like they get a lot of business. From fresh produce and "forest fed meats" to jewelry crafts and baked delights, the market is a smorgasboard of sensory stimulation.

            Kimberly and I took a break from studying for our final final exams and grabbed a trolley downtown to experience this wonderful event which I regret not previously being a part of. The market is open from 7am-12pm, and the marketeers are a wide range of Eco-hippies, clinging sorority sisters, and even celebrity professors like Fordham <3. We decided to mill about the site several times to soak it all in and make sure we hit the vendors that were perhaps lower on the locational hierarchy.

           The first thing I noticed when we entered the lot was the "Orchid Station", complete with entrancing orchids and an equally eyecatching owner. It made me think of poor Pansy and poor Joe who was stuck taking an exam at the time! Then, Kimberly wandered over to the Baker's Palette and got a delicious looking cinnamon bun which we took for a stroll through the maze of vendors.

Please enjoy the pictures and get down to the Market one weekend if you can!

Oh, and if you do, try the fresh baked bagels. They're diviiiine!

"Farmers markets are green shoots coming out of the gun. They represent hope and they need to be cultivated. But we have a juggernaut coming at us." -- Jerry Brown

#90: Spotlight a Streaker

            I’m growing up and I’m making decisions. Some wiser than others. I’ve decided I am going to bring my camera tomorrow and take pictures of the McGregor room where I have lived for the past week. I’ve decided I’m going to stay two more hours and head to Biltmore where I will celebrate seven hours and Cinco de mayo with a margarita. And on the way home, burdened with my kilo-boulder shoulderbag hanging by threads, probably after stopping at Little Johns to actually eat some substantial food, I will stop on the Rotunda steps and see if I can’t spotlight some streakers.

            Refusing to buy a flashlight or heaven forbid one of those Lawnie-spotlights, I will further define “spotlighting” as “direct attention to, intense scrutiny or public attention”. Having seen streakers numerous times, it won’t be something I could miss tonight and never see again. But I highly doubt I won’t see anyone, because it’s exam time and stressed out college kids do some crazy stuff.

#80: Participate in a Sustained Dialogue Event

            

             I’d been hoping that Sustained Dialogue would do their normal “Stereotype Me” T-shirt day where they hand out white t-shirts and you have to fill it in with how you don’t fit your stereotype. Like, I would put I’m a WASP but I don’t eat salads. But they didn’t do it this semester!

            So while I can’t devote two hours twice a month to actually participating in Sustained Dialogue and talking about racial issues around grounds (even though the website is ridiculously un-updated, apparently it’s a yearlong commitment), I did try to go out of my way today to talk about some issue that I think is important to discuss in a college campus, even if it's not particularly race-related. Or maybe it is.

            This girl came to the AFC today to pick up a cooler and I talked to her about what she was using it for. The chick had been in my psych class two years ago- the kind of pretty that guys like but girls look at and see as catty and fake. And VERY VERY skinny. She said she was taking the cooler to Clark for “No Diet Day”, a two hour event promoted by HOPE (Hoos Open to Preventing Eating Disorders) and the Women’s Center. They were giving out cups and free lemonade to endorse better body images. I’m sorry, I had a really hard time accepting lemonade from the skinny minnies there. Easy for you to say when your body is already a size –3.

So, reader, what are your thoughts? (I’m trying to sustain some dialogue here, help me out :D)

#60: Attend a class in which you're not enrolled

In 20 minutes, I will attend my last class of my undergraduate career. Of course it feels like just another day: full of stress to present in Oceanography, lecture up until the last minute in Jazz, and Charlotte skipping out on lunch.

I don’t like to go to class very much… and I only attended one I wasn’t enrolled in earlier this spring before I enrolled in the astronomy course I’m now taking with Joe. And it was one of the most horrifically boring courses I’ve ever sat through. (It was only fifty minutes too!)

I felt it would be fitting to begin my college career with a class on Greek civilization and Moral ethics of Plato and Aristotle and to end it with a philosophy course, so I dropped in on Philosophy 1001. But I couldn’t stand it. It would have been SO easy with only one large paper and two smaller ones…virtually no homework and relatively short readings. But I would not have attended class and I never did again.

And after this next one, it’s weird to think that I won’t be attending school anymore as my main business. I really want to celebrate J

School’s out for summer, school’s out FOREVER.

#9: See a Horse at Foxfield

            Yesterday was one of the happiest social experiences I’ve had in college – Foxfield Races 2011. I’ve been asked several times, however, if I regret not attending the races earlier. After thinking long and hard about it, no. The reasons?

1)     I was actually 21. (well I was actually 22.5 but we won’t be going there). As a result, I took that tequila and cran cup all over, never worrying for a second that I could be stopped. No fear!

2)     I actually like seeing horses, and Charlotte, Chelsea, and Joe liked that too. So I wasn’t held back by the 10 other people around me belittling the fact that I wanted to see the race

3)     Foxfield is freakin expensive. Heather warned me the night before that it was the stupidest thing, that it was just paying money to sit uncomfortably in a field and drink while surrounded by frat stars. While I had a blast, to some extent this is true. Tickets were $40 a pop, plus we got a plot, plus we covered Charlotte’s grief by paying for her ticket, plus I wanted to pay for Joe. That put me at a hefty $150 experience + the cost of my fancy hat + food + alcohol that had to be in a plastic container. And I even re-used my dress!

4)     This was by far the best day in the past 4 years to go to Foxfield. 74° clear blue skies, most all of my friends in the same place, no torrential downpours or sweltering hot weather like in previous years.

I LOVED IT. And I think events like this are super important for friendships that are about to TEMPORARILY part ways after graduation.

#109: Listen to an entire song played by the Chapel bells

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            It’s 5 pm when the bells ring, and I am sitting in the McGreggor room hashing away at one of my final papers with an empty cup of java juice to my right and someone else’s abandoned noodles to my left. The tune the bells loop through is well known to me, but I can’t place it, just anticipate it. It might be from a movie; I may have played it on the piano myself once. But it’s eerie and sweet and sad and I am grateful for the break.

Three hours later, I have come to the realization that it was "Chim Chimmery" from Mary Poppins.

#77: Use the 21 Box on the Lawn

           

            Happy Easter! On a spur of the moment stop on the way home from church this morning, Joe and I cracked open the 21 box on the Lawn and attempted to hit a few balls. Looks like those few weeks outside of practice have been detrimental to our skills!

            P.S. The 21 Box isn’t a suggestion box, it’s a box full of balls etc to play with on the Lawn and then return. It’s much more fun than I originally thought! I don’t know who started it (I’m assuming the 21 Society) but kudos.

"These things will not bite you, they came to have fun! Then out of the box came Thing 2 and Thing 1" -- Dr. Seuss

#42: Check out an event in the Kaleidoscope Room

            Oh darn, I’m so upset that Newcomb has been doing renovations this whole academic year and the Kaleidoscope room hasn’t even been open for at least the whole semester! (not). Have I checked it out? As much as the construction barricades would let me!

            Thirty days til graduation. Thirteen things left to check off on the list.  It’s Wheat Thins time baby…can you hear the crunch?

#56: Feed Your Soul at Mel's Diner

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            I’d been looking forward to this task but wasn’t sure that the small building would be able to accommodate customers in rainy conditions. Luckily for Joe and me, there are four or five tables inside for days like this cold, rainy spring one when sitting on the patio isn’t as optimal. I’m SO glad we enjoyed our dinner inside though, because Mel and his mother and the rest of his staff are absolutely the most endearing family to run a small restaurant I’ve seen in a long time!

            They were so welcoming when we came in, gave me helpful suggestions about desserts (even though I stuck with the yellow and chocolate cake haha), and interacted with the other customers (all local frequenters) like they were best friends. It was a great Southern down-home feel to the place, and there were pictures of the family all over the walls which made it so homey.

            Mel and his momma laughed when Joe ordered the big plate of wings with a double side of fries, roll, and a side of an 8oz mushroom burger. I got a 5oz cheeseburger (only $3!), shared the large heap of his fries and followed it up with that cake :D The prices are SO reasonable, and I thought the food was pretty decent. Joe absolutely loved the fried wings. If you go and you’re adventurous, you should try the “World Famous Sweet Potato Pie”, but make sure you bring cash or checks… they don’t take credit cards and they’re not open Sundays. Not gonna lie, I’m kind of excited that Mel’s is coming to the Ampitheater Thursday for the 4^th years… I hope they bring some mac and cheese to try :D

“One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating.” -Luciano Pavarotti and William Wright

#8: Run or support a Charlottesville road race

             This weekend, UVA hosted several large-scale events to commemorate the inauguration of Teresa Sullivan as our eighth president. My favorite was Friday when VWC got to sing for nearly five hundred guests at the AFC luncheon (Casteen, the governor, and Tiki Barber were all in attendance). But today (Sunday), “Terri” held an official UVA Inaugural Walk and may have converted some Cvillians to the cult that is VOLKSSPORTING.

            This “noncompetitive sport” is awesome in that you get to experience some beautiful, scenic routes on a selected 5 or 10k course. But that’s just it… walking to earn a stamp or a “merit patch” that the real “noncompetitors” wear all over their jackets. Terri apparently did the walk early in the morning and I was a little disappointed I didn’t get to run into her (walk into her… gotta love “noncompetition sports”). I signed up to work the road “race” from 10am-2pm and got paired with my AFC friendly face Michelle who teaches cycling classes on Wednesdays! It was fun hanging out with her, and we got a beautiful spot right at the corner of University and Rugby by a lilac tree.

           It was a little cold in the morning, and all we had to do was stand there and smile at the passersby (which quickly became few and far between) and tell them to cross the street in front of the Rotunda in case they couldn’t read the maps. But there were dogs, occasional babies, Tug for the Town fratstars, sorawrity girls in too weather inappropriate short dresses, texts about last night, and great conversation to keep my mind preoccupied. Around noon we had a car drop us off a burger each and some cookies and I got a cupcake surprise visit from Joe!

            P.S. Sorry for the “everywhereness” of this blog. And for the whole not actually taking part in the running of a race… I have self diagnosed myself to have exercise-induced urticaria and refuse to run unless I really have/want to. But I supported it so it counts!

“Walking is the best possible exercise. Habituate yourself to walk very far.” – Thomas Jefferson

#55: Play an IM Sport

1^st Year, Fall: Dan Allen organized an indoor soccer team and Jon recruited me as the token girl. Unfortunately, we didn’t know the rules about the guy: girl ratio and I ended up having to play the whole time while we played a man down. We lost EVERY game, but I definitely got to know Dan, Nick, and Mo better!

3^rd Year, Spring: San Sal Sluggers softball team with my Bahamas crew!

4^th Year, Spring: The Price is Right softball team!!

·        Pitcher: Charlotte

·        Catcher: Joe

·        1^st: Lauren

·        2^nd: Kelly

·        Short: Sam

·        3^rd: Kelly Ann

·        Right: me!

·        Right Center: Jon

·        Left Center: Jade

·        Left: Dave

·        New Addition: Alex

     We pretty much had the best season EVER: 3-0! Well, we essentially slaughtered the first team (Statistically Significant), got snowed out the second game (but still got a win!) and won by forfeit the third! We probably would have been great contenders in the championship games, but Jon forgot to go to the mandatory playoff meeting so we aren't allowed to participate anymore and lost our shot at the coveted IM Championship T-shirt that the girls were never given a chance to play for (this is for when Joe makes some snide comment about how he already has the t-shirt).

        Hopefully we can have a team barbeque next week with a picture to come!

“Go hard every play. You don’t want to leave anything behind and regret it years down the road that you didn’t give it all when you could have.”

--Ashley DeBuhr, pitcher, Univ. of Nebraska



#49: Make an Appointment at UCS

They tell you when you’re a first year: take advantage of all the resources around you! Go to UCS and talk about your future! Well, I went to Bryan Hall today, and the woman I first talked to didn’t even know what UCS was- ooooh athletes. (When you go into Bryan, turn left to get to University Career Services. The right side is athletics, and they don’t want to talk to you if you look like a normal person.)

After just a couple of minutes, I met this really nice guy named Aaron who apologized for making me wait! He was super friendly and tried to be helpful, but honestly all he could help me with on my resume was to point out one parenthesis that I hadn’t bolded. And then he basically said my cover letters were great! It only took 15 minutes of my life, but I left there wondering why I am still jobless [never having even gotten an interview for the dozen jobs I’ve applied for] if what I’m doing in my applications is actually pretty top notch.

Oh, ok fate. It’s one of those "it's not me, it’s you" things.

#38: Witness the Purple Shadows on Jefferson's birthday

            You know what? I tried my best. I asked off work a week early so that I could go see the Purple Shadows on the Lawn “sometime before dawn” on Thomas Jefferson’s birthday. I woke up at 5:35 and was walking toward the Lawn with Charlotte a little before 6am. When we were walking up the Lawn, I knew something was wrong. There were pictures being taken, but not of people. It was still very dark, but the Purple Shadows had already come and gone and left their wreath by the Jefferson statue. Rumor has it they arrived around 5:20, nearly an hour and a half before actual sunrise. Happy birthday TJ, I know you must support Dunkin Donuts for all the fourth years who dejectedly sought solace in fatty pastries after a disappointingly early morning.

            Here’s a link to a movie someone shot last year of the Purple Shadows in case you’re curious…and The Honor Men poem where they got the name.

The Honor Men
The University of Virginia writes her highest degree on the souls of her sons. The parchment page of scholarship-the colored ribbon of a society-the jeweled emblem of a fraternity-the orange symbol of athletic prowess-all these, a year hence, will be at the best mementos of happy hours-like the withered flower a woman presses between the pages of a book for sentiment's sake.
 
But...

If you live a long, long time, and hold honesty of conscience above honesty of purse:
 
And turn aside without ostentation to aid the weak;
 
And treasure ideals more than raw ambition;
 
And track no man to his undeserved hurt;
 
And pursue no woman to her tears;
 
And love the beauty of noble music and mist-veiled mountains and blossoming valleys and great monuments-
 
If you live a long time and, keeping the faith in all these things hour by hour, still see that the sun gilds your path with real gold and that the moon floats in dream silver;
 
Then...
 
Remembering the purple shadows of the lawn, the majesty of the colonnades, and the dream of your youth, you may say in reverence and thankfulness:

"I have worn the honors of Honor, I graduated from Virginia"  -- James Hay Jr.

#97: Go to a CIO's Cultural Event

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            Anthropology classes teach you that culture is a pattern of shared goals, beliefs, language, food etc that characterizes a group. Since I signed on to the major in the second semester of my second year, my cultural group has revolved around Environmental Science.  In labs and class we eat and breathe it. And one of my favorite pastimes of this culture is the springtime ESO Barbecue.

            The Environmental Science Organization sets this up every spring with funds from who knows where and amazing student volunteers who help prepare a beautiful spread of veggies, cookies, chips and buns. Professors traditionally grill the burgers, hotdogs, and veggie burgers for the students- which is just too fun! Dave Smith was grillin today! This afternoon was the perfect break in between the flash thunderstorms that have and will be wrecking C-ville for a large portion of the rest of the week. I know it's a bit of a stretch... but I'd rather play by my own rules at this point. After all, I think Envi Sci culture should maintain the title of grilling to perfection.

"The noblest of all dogs is the hot-dog; it

feeds the hand that bites it." – Lawrence  J. Peter.

#98: Volunteer at the UVA Community Garden

            Long lost 80° sunshine, welcome home! It was the perfect weather for a break from my astronomy reading to doing something much more grounded: gardening. I’d signed up for the UVA Community Garden mailing list the night before and received an email that Monday was going to be a terrific workday, so I headed over to the gardening corner at Alderman and McCormick (across the street from Ohill).

            They put me right to work pulling winter growth and I realized I despise gardening even more than I wither in the kitchen! When you go, prepare to get dirty. My feet are caked in dirt and it’s all up in my fingernails with hopes of an overstayed vacation there. At least the site is somewhat shaded at that point in the afternoon, so even though you will work up a sweat, the heat isn’t intolerable.

            The garden, however, is thriving. Started pretty recently (I’m guessing sometime in the Obama era when Michelle brought a lot of focus on the White House Garden) as a student enterprise, the garden produces potatoes, broccoli, lettuce, and herbs, and I’m sure a greater variety of vegetables although that is what was helped to be planted today! I asked one of the leaders what was done with the produce, and she said that volunteers are able to take it home; in the summer when there are fewer volunteers, veggies go to a UVA kitchen or a soup-kitchen deal in Charlottesville for the less fortunate. What I respect more than anything is that the leaders didn’t know that this volunteer opportunity was put on the List of 111 Things, and they’re so grateful for the help anyway!

            If you're interested in helping out, the garden community will be working every Monday and Friday from 3-5 during the remainder of the semester!

“Many things grow in the garden that were never sown there.” – Thomas Fuller