New blog, I suppose. Here are some photos to start out with.

Spring in New York means cherry blossoms and champagne picnics in Central Park.

After the picnic we had to study for Finals. For some reason they seemed harder this year; Kate and I practically lived in the library except when we emerged for breaks to Red Mango.

I went back to Texas for a few days to see my brother graduate and help him move out of his apartment in Waco. He lived in a scary renovated factory that was actually pretty awesome in a horror-movie way. I liked it a lot. There was also a pool that glowed neon-green at night.

Last night in Austin. Sometimes it feels as though I never went home -- my body does not remember Texas, except in small moments of wind lashing, and rain. But not the Texas of tall grass and hills scorched by summer sun, nor Texas drowned in the sound of crickets at night.

- Sarah