It really feels like fall out here in central Texas. We drank the last rosé of summer on Sunday and the first whiskey sour of autumn last night. Today we spent the morning putting in the winter garden. Cabbage, broccoli and cauliflower take the place of zucchini, tomatoes and peppers.
After Paul Pfeiffer ’38 passed away his family sent us an enormous box of slides. An avid photographer, he’d taken pictures at hundreds of campus events. This image from the fall of 1972 struck me as quintessentially autumn at Rice:
I am also intrigued by the low wall in the background, which must be the remains of the old stadium.