Walking across the quad

This was one of those exceptional fall afternoons when one looked for excuses to be walking out doors. There is a circle of rosebushes in the middle of the quad that is especially beautiful. Those of use who work in universities may take for granted, too often, the natural beauty of our surroundings - expanses of green grass, ancient trees, and roses. There was an small literature class sitting amidst the roses. The protaganist in the novel being read appeared to be named "Rose." I don't know if the Professor chose the venue intentionally.

If one listens carefully, while walking, snippits of conversation can often be heard

'...I don't know whether I'll go out tonight or just stay in my room and drink whiskey...