More practice with the studio lights in class today. No one got burned, no one was blinded. Call it a success.

It’s almost fall here, but not quite. I do miss those sudden autumn cold snaps, the ones that shock the trees into shutting down and spreading out the color.

Sound advice, even if the pencil marks will get washed away shortly.

While walking over to the Tate Student Center for the Georgia Scholastic Press Association conference, the morning light spilling through a railing and bench down onto the bricks stopped me cold.

Once again, the kids in my advanced class set up Pie Night – everyone brought a pie and my colleagues came in to be the judges. Then we all ate a lot of pie.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love my job?

Someone went a little wide and took out a sign.

Cut through the business learning center to sneak a peak at their construction projects.