I owned three Audis (and a Volkswagen), some of my favorite cars to drive. Solid, secure, Germanic to a fault. But eventually they reach the end of their usefulness, repairable but at a significant cost.

Another one has run its last mile, it seems.

We are a few days away from the renovation commencing, at last. And the light this morning was exquisite.

Out on the lawn, looking at and playing with light.

I’ve driven by this one-man used tire shop for more than a decade. He was out there everyday, an impact gun and a floor jack. Rain or shine, hot or cold.

Closed now, slated for demolition I’m told.

Working on the next rally

After Friday night’s delayed spring commencement ceremony, a small fire broke out on the roof of the Tate Student Center. Speculation is an errant firework set it off.

Two kinds, outdoor and indoor.