Dear readers,
This week we have for you a conglomeration of creative pieces. Who needs news anyways? But look to the right for one surprise announcement (1). Here comes a fizzlin’ short prose piece (2), and Guananí gives us the rundown on cherry blossom tradition and lore (3). Enjoy our watercolorist Suki’s newest image (4), followed by a trippy short story by Claire (5). First-time contributor Kelsey offers up a humble fridge poem (6), and Ema’s cartoon transports us to the Jurassic-Trump Era (7). Shana makes our mouths water with another sweet treat recipe (8), yum! Miss Lonely Hearts brings up the rear with thoughtful advice to A Worried Partner (10). Everyone here at The Grail sends good vibes to our hardworking seniors with their first drafts this week.
Love,
Anton, Claire, and Guananí
Perhaps you’ve heard the story about the Eliot Circle cherry blossoms. Maybe you’ve been told that they came from a thesis project involving grafting the flowering branches from one species onto the trunks of another species, creating the spectacular burst of light pink blossoms that showers down upon us in the springtime every year. Unfortunately, the origin of the beloved Eliot Circle trees and the spectacle they produce is not so grandiose. There is no record of such a thesis in the library’s database, and the grounds worker who has been at Reed longest, Ed McFarlane, remembers planting the trees but has no recollection of student involvement.