As the change of the season is upon us I look mournfully through my window out into the landscape before me. The semester is coming to a close and with it comes a new turn, the snowfall of the winter season. In no time at all the 2011 fall semester has begun and ended and here I sit, lamenting such knowledge.
With each semester that comes, it seems to end sooner than the last. Though I should not bemoan the passing season so easily, rather I should instead be thankful for my time here. My experience at Lees-McRae is one that I shall not forget anytime soon. It is here that I have graciously awoken to glance out my window every day to see regal views of vast mountains. It is here that I have met many friends who I’ll never forget. Here I have learned not only of the necessities that one would learn in college, but also of a mountainous culture here.
Now the semester ends, and with it comes the promise of yet another handful of eventful months filled with unforgettable experiences. I welcome the spring semester with open arms as I smile at the fresh snow that has appeared in Banner Elk. In almost no time at all this snow had gone from a simple drizzle to a full blanket that has coated the area.
I recall sitting in my literature class taught by Dr. Joslin as the snow began to fall heavily upon us. Though there was some prediction that we would get an inch, the snow that had fallen thus far was pitiful to say the least. However in the midst of class, the weather picked up. A classmate suggested that we take the remainder of the class outside in the snow. It was not uncommon to convince Dr. Joslin to take the classroom outside; we had already done so at least twice before in the semester. I seconded the notion, halfway joking but halfway serious, wanting to enjoy the splendor of the new winter season.
I look forward to the approaching spring semester along with a new coat of snow painting the mountains around me when I return in January.
“It’s colder than before, the seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting, don’t you think, to dress the ground in white and gray.”
-Beloved, VNV Nation