Saturday, May 2, 2009


I had to talk to the financial aid director on Thursday afternoon, and of course I didn't bring my umbrella. While I was talking to him, of course it started pouring. The wonderful lady at the front desk let me borrow her umbrella for the afternoon. It didn't rain very long, but I was really glad not to get soaked. I had fun taking pictures of her pretty umbrella after the sun returned.

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