Snapshot: Handsome Italian Men, the Fleeting Beauty of Nature, and Senior Projects

“April by April, sinking deeper through the sod- an anchor, a cross of dust”

– Ted Hughes, “Daffodils”

Ms. Seay working in the courtyard. Courtesy of Kate Kinder.

Ms. Seay working in the courtyard. Photo by Kate Kinder.

By Elizabeth Murphy & Kate Kinder. 

There she was. Upper School English teacher Ms. Allison Seay sitting in the courtyard, basking peacefully in the sun while typing vigorously on her laptop. She was the one. Her blond hair pulled up in a delicate bun glistened beneath the sun as she composed emails to senior project mentors (a task she would rather not be doing).

She would much rather be munching on a scrumptious brunch, hand-delivered by a handsome Italian male outfitted in a crisp, white apron and a neckerchief. Preferably, the meal would be an omelet stuffed with sun dried tomatoes, feta cheese, and kale accompanied by biscuits with almond butter. To quench her thirst, he would bring her a drink topped with raspberries. Finally, to end her brunch experience, he would romantically present her a vase of poppies and primroses. Ms. Seay also wishes her dog Thomas was here feasting on a dog brunch of his own.

However, there is not an Italian man here equipped with a luxury brunch, and Thomas is most likely relaxing in the monkey grass of Ms. Seay’s backyard, dining on the finest dirt Richmond has to offer. So, instead, she sits tranquilly attempting to complete her tasks as birds sing and squirrels frolic. She generally chooses to work outside because she feels as if she cannot breath indoors as there are “too many people and not enough air.” Working outside clears her mind and relieves her of the claustrophobic sensations of being indoors for extended amounts of time. She also chooses to work outside because she enjoys soaking in the sun’s rays. She says, “It’s true what they say about vitamin D and happiness… I even take vitamin D supplements in the winter.” Though she is happy when outdoors, Ms. Seay also feels mono no aware, a sense of sadness due to the ephemeral nature of the plants around her. She can remember when the now-dead, “leaf litter” daffodils were adorned with bright yellow flowers.

Once Ms. Seay actually opens Google drive to access the spreadsheet she needs to complete her task, the task will not take long. However, there are so many things to think about, like handsome Italian men, her dog Thomas, and the short-lived beauty of nature.

Feature Image courtesy of Sheila Dunning.

About the author

Elizabeth Murphy is a junior at Collegiate.