The trees are budding already on the Princeton campus. The daffodil shoots are coming up. There will be crocuses soon.
But before everything turns green, I wanted to capture some images of the campus near dusk at this time of the year. The long beams of winter light break through the bare tree limbs, casting spiderweb patterns on the Gothic buildings of this strikingly gorgeous campus.
In the pale winter gloaming, an aging tiger, eroded over the years, grips a stone plaque, its inscription long illegible.
Inside the Princeton Chapel, sunbeams through stained glass cast rainbows on the stone columns and arches.
