Classes are over, winter is gone
May 11th, 2004It’s the Spring of 2004, a time of glorious sunshine and lush daffodils unexpectedly lining the banks of the Charles. The seagulls and herons, geese and ducks, and many other birds are out in full force along the river, wading in the shallows, or paddling serenely amongst the flotilla of multicolored crew shells, sail boats, canoes and motor boats racing, floating and plying the glittering emerald waters. The fashion this year favors very short skirts with little flounces, lace and ribbons, and the girls not tempting the roving eye in these precocious garments are in sundresses, with whimsical prints or floral patterns. The Yard is filled with laughter and bicycles, lawn chairs and Frisbees as students, tourists and residents claim the place as their own park, a warm, serene refuge to write papers, read or simply snooze away the memory of a long winter.