Just a few pops of color left. Down here on the Piedmont, some falls just peter out. Makes me miss Central New York falls.

Last home show for the marching band. One more away game and the seniors can call it a career.

Another damp morning with the light just breaking the horizon as I headed to campus. At lunch, a trail of students, lost in their worlds.

Not sure why Athens Gymnastics has a web site for another town, but okay.

There’s art in industry.

Stormy weather, early mornings, artificial light.