While we were ensconsed in a hotel for three days, a tremendous Nor’easter blew through the area with 60+ mph winds. Walking to lunch was a challenge and trees were down all around the area.

Take a bunch of photojournalism students to a conference, let them prove they belong and people will line up to talk to them. A very good first day.

Off in the corners, old friends balance work and conference life.

Spent the day in a 12 passenger van hauling nine students from Georgia to Virginia for the National Press Photographers Association Northern Short Course, piling out at various rest stops for fuel and food. Someone will not be happy a few miles down the road.

A little sliver of light hangs on late in the day.

Metal where it has massed, metal where it doesn’t belong.

An almost-Apple-esque aesthetic.

There are a couple of grocery stores near our house and we almost always head to the newer one, which is maybe a tenth of a mile closer to us.

It has been some time since I was in the older one but we swung through yesterday, the Mrs. looking for something specific they tend to have. There have been discussions about building a new one, almost adjacent, but no ground has been broken.

Walking the aisles was like a series of flashbacks. I wouldn’t call the store old, but it hasn’t been updated in quite some time and it feels worn – it takes a lot of usage to wear down diamond plate.