
There are sights that I consider intrinsic to what makes Barnumbia what it is: the pink-purple sky softly illuminating the gentle dome of Low Library, the scarf wrapped protectively around the statue of Diana during a heavy snowstorm, and the colorful stream of Fjallraven Kanken backpacks that runs from Barnard Hall to the Diana Center, from Mathematics to NoCo, and in every space in between.