Glanced out the window, westward, into the back yard and saw a bright patch of light – a reflection off a second-story window. Cool.

After we announce who has been admitted to the college each semester, we have a day to welcome them. My National Press Photographers Association kids set up photo booth and no one smiles more than our dean.

Into the big city to present at Georgia Tech, where their definition of turf is different.

Morning light work on just about anything.

The construction paper on the Waffle House bulletin board has been there a while.

I’m glad I was able to wander the fairgrounds a bit last night, woke up with a ton of pain in my knee. I stayed in the editing space, hobbling around, until the very end when I wandered outside to make a photo of the fireworks.

And we’re back to the Georgia National Fair, year six of our photojournalism workshop in Perry, Georgia.