Athens, Georgia

First time we’ve been able to hang an exhibit in the Photo Cave and it lead to some great conversations.

Athens, Georgia

A moment of peace today.

Athens, Georgia

Athens, Georgia

The view out the window on the way home.

Athens, Georgia

Every January, we have to turn in an annual assessment at work. Searching through the calendar to find things I missed.

Maxeys, Georgia

There’s a little community, about a dozen miles southeast of Athens, that I’ve wandered through many times. A couple of old buildings, what looks like a repurposed train station and an abandoned set of tracks that will become part of a bike trail between Athens and Union Point.

I saw online this morning that one of the only businesses there burned down Saturday morning, a building I’d photographed before and a business I’d wandered through. Something called, so I wandered out.

Still smoldering, there was a steady stream of folks coming by to assess and reminisce. I spent a while listening to one woman, tears in her eye, tell me about the couple who ran Maxeys Country Store. The husband didn’t make it out she had learned.

The store was adjacent to the joint city hall, post office and volunteer fire department building. Twenty feet away and they couldn’t save it.

Even the wood sign was charred.

Ball Ground, Georgia

Several times since the start of the pandemic, I’ve headed out to Ball Ground to grab a burger with a friend. The Ball Ground Burger Bus has a lot of outdoor seating and today was the briskest day we’ve met, flurries all around us. The storm was breaking up as I headed home, leading to some really nice light.

Athens, Georgia

Walking in I came across an apparent massacre, 20 feet of ten foot high tea olive shurbs had been hacked down. Ended up speaking to the guy who heads up shubbery maintenance for the university and this was just a regular pruning. Though, at day’s end, the trunks had been cut back to the ground.