This little bit of graffiti, on an external staircase of our building, brings up many feelings.

Dinner with friends in Duluth mean a drive into the sunset.

Late afternoon sun making its way through the trees on campus.

These pillars are everywhere on campus, designed to stop traffic and be easily removable when needed.

Gray skies, gusty winds and a little morning light hitting the fall foliage on campus.

This is not the biggest pile of cords in my office, I’m afraid.

I hadn’t planned on going to another University of Georgia football game this season (the last one was the season opener and it was hotter than a well seasoned cast iron pan in a fire). But when my colleague Keith Herndon offered a ticket for the last game of the season, I couldn’t say no.

Not because I was dying to go again (the weather was the polar opposite – cold and damp). And not because I just had to see who runs the state as the Bulldogs dismantled Georgia Tech.

Keith has been to every home game since the 1979 season. Think about that – forty years of dedication to his team. You don’t pass up an opportunity to celebrate with a friend, so I didn’t.

But it was pretty raw out there … right up to the end.