We are a few days away from the renovation commencing, at last. And the light this morning was exquisite.

Out on the lawn, looking at and playing with light.

I’ve driven by this one-man used tire shop for more than a decade. He was out there everyday, an impact gun and a floor jack. Rain or shine, hot or cold.

Closed now, slated for demolition I’m told.

Working on the next rally

After Friday night’s delayed spring commencement ceremony, a small fire broke out on the roof of the Tate Student Center. Speculation is an errant firework set it off.

Two kinds, outdoor and indoor.

Lasers, three miles from the house. How could I not?