Today I caught my first snowflake with my tongue. The air is crispy and cold, the blowing wind refreshes my mind and sweeps away the last leaves from the trees. A couple of weeks ago there was still Autumn... Walking around the campus, strolling down the Commons to the Farmers Market. I went from buildings, where you can breath tradition and enjoy the perfect harmony of a blue sky over red bricks and colored leaves, down in the center, where you can hear the melancholic singing of a free street artist aiming at some appreciation of his entertainment in front of the national bank. How ironic. Sitting in the middle of that short pedestrian street with a cup of warm coffee. The more you relax, the more details you start to notice. And the colors of the lively Farmers Market. I think they'd be thrilled to see the daily market in Ljubljana, or anywhere else in Europe that I've been. Here choosing to buy local and fresh and being aware of the quality of your food is something that makes you different from the others. Better. More aware. More healthy. I'd say you're being just normal.....

Willard Straight Hall

October 22, 2004 @ Barton Hall: John Cleese

The Cornell Store and Barnes Hall on Ho Plaza

McGraw Tower

Ho Plaza

Sage Chapel

Baker Tower and Cayuga Lake down the Libe Slope

Willard Straight Hall entrance

Commons

"Child of Ithaca" - an educated young  with a cup of coffee and a book. A student.

.... and I went to the "great" Wegman's, where you can find anything. I stepped through that door and was sucked into a colorful merry-go-round of bread, cheese, international dishes, cookies, bagels, muffins.... and found some known stuff.