Edison bulb and car lights.

For reasons that are unclear to me, several semester’s worth of students have decided that one of my shirts is not orange when it is. So, to cut off further arguments, this shirt is definitely orange – it says so right in the name.

Under the stadium, next to the concession stand, stacks of empty pizza boxes.

I sometimes do as I’m told, sometimes even early.

Several years ago, the university trimmed back a line of trees by my parking lot. They’ve never grown back, leaving these inner dens visible to all.

After yesterday’s turning colors, this was a surprise to find.

Took a while, but it seems to be here.