The local boys make grand entrance if nothing else.

Late afternoon light on an old building.

Tis the season for everything to peter out.

Wandering across campus late in the afternoon and I heard water. A little hunting found this small fountain I’d never seen before.

Same evening, a mile and an hour apart.

Heading home, I took yet another route. So many things to explore along the way, including the old Ben Hill School and an abandoned gas station across the street in Hillsboro.

I woke to thunder storms, thankfully they all cleared out and the kids had a spectacular day.