Not tire shaming, I guess.

Not sure I’d ever seen this reflection before, even though I’ve probably passed it 2,000 times.

Metal railings aging not so gracefully.

Unplayed, now sold.

Bark is started to cover up a trimming on one of the oaks I walk by every day.

Headed down to middle Georgia to speak with publishers and was able to hit up a pretty good BBQ joint, as well. It was healing.

Kevin Ames came in to join the Advanced Photojournalism class and help them develop a process for working with studio lights.