That evening light in fall … gotta do something with it.

Another morning on the backroads, the route is done and I’m pretty happy with it. A lot more work still to be done.

As I wandered past history and derelict buildings, my mind wandered to why we preserve some things and not others. How does one decide to build a wood structure that will last 132 years, or a cinder block one that won’t make it to 50?

Came down pretty good for a while.

We’re about to start a pretty major demo and rebuild job, so the college is crawling with folks looking for solutions to expected problems.

I wonder if this should worry me, out in the parking lot of my dentist.

The days are getting shorter, but mine are still long.

And we had a birthday in class today.

For the last couple of years, I’ve spent a little time talking photojournalism with fourth graders. Best class so far, lots of good questions about storytelling and making a difference.