it’s not big but it is kleiber

kleiber hall, uc davis

Another lunchtime sketch, braving the pollen (allergies are really bad this week) but more importantly, braving the squirrel. I sat beneath a tree besides the bike racks to draw Kleiber Hall (or half of it; I must master that trick of turning the page sideways to fit more in) when along came a squirrel. Nothing unusual about that, but this one seemed, I don’t know, determined. I thought it might be after my mint M&Ms (which are, I must confess, bloody amazing), but it wasn’t aftre food. It kept creeping right up to me from every angle, a look of indignance and annoyance on its face, like an Englishman who has been rudely queue-jumped but won’t actually say anything. No amount of shooing, chasing, stamping my feet, making vague threats was going to get this squirrel away. I was worried it might have rabies, except it was obviously competely sane, even if I appeared not to be. This furry thing was fearless. It took me a while to realise it was just territorial and that it owned the tree I was sat near (it had a Monopoly card to prove it, and I think the rent included nuts), so despite informing this squirrel about my rights to sit and sketch beneath any public tree I damn well please, I gave in and moved to the shade of a different tree. The squirrel, all pleased with himself, immediately leapt into his tree and sat on a branch like a little lord. Like he couldn’t have done that anyway!!

Next time I’ll draw the squirrel. If I’m brave enough.

2 thoughts on “it’s not big but it is kleiber

  1. Seana says:

    Ahhh Kleiber Hall. It looks the same as the day I last had my Geology final, low those many years ago (ahem, 20). I got there early (or what I thought was early) and so had to wait for the final before mine to let out. As I waited I meandered very near the trees you were probably sketching under, then back to the doors again. I turned and gazed upon the bike racks and realized that all the bikes parked there belonged to my classmates. I had to rush inside and down the stairs and try to finsih the final after wasting the first 45 minutes. Did I mention it was December? Or that I was wearing bells and a Santa hat and a BIG red coat? Yeah, that made it awesome, when I had to rush into the hushed hall and down the stairs to pick up the test from the prof before trying to find a seat again (on the wall all the way back up at the top). Ahhhhh college.

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