My high school was in an old building that was literally falling apart. There were giant cracks in the floors (as in, the floors, not the floor tiles), and the ceiling tiles were constantly falling down. Sometimes they had a little help from the students, because the tiles were the perfect size to wedge into the lockers as shelves. So, when I got to work the other morning and saw the above, it reminded me of high school.
February was a terrible blogging month. March will be better. I should be getting a GPS unit sometime this week, which will hopefully mean more photo ops. I really hate driving to new and unfamiliar places, which makes exploring difficult. Weird but true. And if the weather ever improves (I think the sun moved away and left no forwarding address), I might even be motivated to go outside and play.
red paper boat 