The building I work in is 48 years old, it’s doing things never imagined – communication lines, wireless signals. Of course, the heating and cooling system are mostly original, so the ceilings get opened on a regular basis.

Working on the April 1 rally, sometimes you find little treasures.

Was helping move the SCCA Atlanta Region’s office, the building they were in has been sold and will be gutted. Looks like some of the units have been quiet for a while.

We are a few weeks in to the spring semester, the newness has been worn down a little and the routine is settling in.

An end-of-day gathering of non-tenure track faculty, at which I slowly became enraged at the “non” part of that. Feeling othered, again.

Low light raking across the parking lot highlights years of changing patterns.

The late afternoon light on this campus is spectacular, turning lampposts into lollipops.