There was an epically-branchy tree on the Northwest corner of the St. Paul Campus which I'd had on my list for a long time. I mentioned this to Steo and one day walked down the hall to find her in the conference room.
So we wandered over there.
Considered the situation.
Steo enters a zen-state for the throw
And climbed it.
Afterwards, we picked up lunch at the Seward Coop.
During my evening walk that night, I passed by Mapps and saw a string group getting ready to play. A couple of the members recognised me and waved me in. As they told me about their efforts to perform live classical music in coffee shops, their guest performer, a bassist from Detroit, wheeled his instrument in. And then they got going.