Ghosts of times past

The campus looked so beautiful in the rain on Monday evening. The old lamps glimmered with a soft yellow light and when I looked past them to the 18th and 19th c. buildings, I forgot for moment when and where I was.

"It has looked this way for hundreds of years......"

Yes, it has.  

The main green was blissfully quiet.  Only those few who had someplace to go were out and about, safe and solitary beneath umbrellas.  And it was a perfect rain: heavy enough to feel the place was entirely my own, but warm and fragrant enough to keep me from hurrying.  I could have walked in it, along those ancient pathways, for hours!