Snuck into the studio to watch my colleague work with her kids. There’s nothing finer than watching a great teacher teach, so much to learn still.

Given how few students I have in the Photo Cave at a time now, I should be memorializing those moments.

The building adjacent to a Confederate gift shop is abandoned.

Was bound to happen.

Sealed off, no way out.

Almost walked into it, but we can join the Joro Spider Spotters now.

Mulch to stone, no hard edges. And a city mural fades.