Morning light slices through the caverns of the campus in wonderful ways some days.

Seems that a straight line wouldn’t have been that hard here.

How so many miss the dumpsters I don’t know.

Utility cars and spare hurdles hang out.

Light and shadow dance across concrete as the day draws down.

Would love to think this was someone’s idea of a skateboard ramp, but I suspect a contractor just dropped it.

A few days back and there are still piles of pieces on the desk, this may take a while.