At Dexter Lawn

Dexter lawn, in middle of the campus, serves as a resting point for many students. It is purely green grass and free of obstructions. Usually it is full of students, but today a sole person on it is me. This happens rarely. Surrounding the Dexter lawn are various buildings – Engineering West, Dexter Building, Business, Architecture and Math and Science Building. These surrounding buildings give Dexter Lawn a feeling of huge, sunny courtyard. Lying down low on the grass, quality of breeze is awesome. It contains the sweet, tangy and moist smell of grass. To the west, slowly setting afternoon sun is shining down upon me. Sky is so blue, with occasional wisp of cotton clouds floating in them. Across and towards a radiating afternoon sun, trail cloud that an airplane left behind creates dynamic line of white wisp across the sky. I sit up and look up towards the top of the big tree that is like a guardian of the Dexter lawn. The tree is funny. It is full of humor. With its tallness, it is looking over little people that is enjoy some time on the lawn. The tree is upright, without any bends, soaring towards the sky. Its many fingers, or hair, or numerous spirit of it, move in the breeze all in different directions. When I get near it, my shadow projects on the trunk, which is ash gray brown with greenish streaks on some of its barks. When I look up, its numerous needle leaves are creating a cooling roof over my head. And I find out, the branches that those leaves and smaller branches are attached are quite thin – you would imagine thicker branches to with-hold all those weights. But even they are thin, those branches have arrogant strength and steadiness in them, branching out gracefully straight out of the trunk.