The spot I chose to observe was out in front on Lutgert hall, where I stay every Tuesday morning and wait for class to start. Just giving it a quick look I saw many busy bodies clumsily walking through each other, dismissing hailing waves as they walk. Three trashcans are in view of my seat, and one of them is solar powered. Bricks litter the ground for approximately 50 feet, giving way to a field of grass. Nobody seems to want to walk on the grass, but will go out of their way to go around it. I walk through the grass, but sometimes wonder if the people who mow the grass secretly plot to get revenge for it. As a matter of fact there is a grass mower out there right now. People in the far distance are also digging a long hole that looks like a pipe is being placed in it.
Looking closer, I can see that the trash is full in one of the cans but almost empty in another. The bricks on the floor are in zigzag patterns, some are dark and some are light, but there doesn't seem to be any uniformity about them. There's a bird! It is basking in the sun like the snake from Dillard's story. This bird isn't quite as elegant or interesting to me as the snake was to her but it seems to be doing nothing but sitting on a ledge. Someone else outside has a water bottle, and they look uncomfortable. Two people are wearing the same FGCU lanyard that I own, the skinny green one. One of the people who walked by were dressed up as though she were giving a speech later today. That is so exciting, it makes me feel like river dancing.