Layers of stone work.

A little leftover moisture, a little light.

It dawned on me last night that the purchase of the MINI (their caps, not mine) was foretold by my wife – she bought me a blue, remote controlled MINI a few years ago.

Early morning work on the college’s front lawn.

On the floor of the terrace level at work.

A gray day makes the colors pop a bit.

I have lost my mind. Completely.

Which is odd, because the car I just bought is small and it should be hard to lose something in it as I now drive a car the same size as my first car. And that was a really, really small car – a 148 inch long 1982 Honda Civic.

Also, I ordered two books on the history of the Mini. And may be registering for a driving tour called MINI Takes the States …

I have lost my mind.