Someone (besides me) is working late to get ready for the upcoming semester.

Yesterday’s tree trimming escalated quickly. Word came out that the Bradford pear trees had reached the end of their miserable lives and were all coming down. Some people were saddened by the loss of these nasty trees …

Tree trimming in the parking lot at work.

It’s not a cap, kid – it’s a case for you … oh, nevermind.

Daffodils, breaking cover, on the third of January … weird.

Day eight on the road, one long, 1,100 mile slog back to Athens. Near Shartlesville, Pennsylvania, the light broke through the clouds.

An odd thing to see outside of a hockey rink, complete with unnecessary quotes.