Was setting up to teach a class when they came for the furniture. Thankfully, I didn’t need the table.

The groundskeeping never pauses here.

A little pop of color tucked under the steps.

Afternoon light on wiring steps, light, shadow and curves.

It’s February 4 … my 13th February in Georgia. I’m still not used to this.

Not sure there’s anything sadder than a dog who can’t tell time.

The construction area at the front of the building is ringed with plastic and bears some scattered footprints.