The homestead projects continue, changing the garage from a grungy stain to a bright white.

Demolition starts in a few days at the college, a lot of memories to be busted up so we can make more.

Every neighborhood has that one family. Someday, I want to be that family.

Nature endures, libraries, too.

We may need this soon.

We do live in Georgia, you know.

Leftovers from the holiday weekend.