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It seems like that time of year where you try to catalog the changing of the leaves, because they’re pretty, but because you want them to stay. So we’ll do that. Here are a few pictures from campus today:
You can never really capture and preserve and share autumn. That’s the trouble, but it doesn’t keep us from trying. And I’ll keep trying.
I produced a podcast today. Actually I just ran the board for it, but some people use those words interchangeably. They shouldn’t — and I’m on a mission to civilize! — but they do. I simply sat behind an Axia console and made sure the levels were consistent and the computer was recording. I did this because the students who normally do it couldn’t join the production today, so I sat with the dean and his two guests from another part of the university:
And they talked about Orson Welles — Indiana University possesses what is believed to be the most extensive collection of Welles performances — and, specifically, the War of the Worlds. You can hear the show here:
And you can find the whole collection here.
After work there was just time enough for a cold evening run:
I’ve found it takes about three-quarters of a mile to run off the initial chill. I’ve found that there’s a particular dip in the path behind the house where the cold air coming off the creek pushes up out of the trees and drops the temperature by about five degrees. And I’ve found that I can run in shorts and a t-shirt, but I’m going to be using gloves a lot.
We went to a soccer game on Saturday night. It was the last game of the regular season for the Hoosiers, who are looking to make a postseason run to their ninth national championship. And on this last night Indiana and the Spartans played shutout soccer for 90 minutes.
And then they played 10 minutes of a tense overtime.
And then they played nine more minutes of a second overtime. In the final moment, IU looked to capitalize on another set piece with the freshman Mason Toye lined up a direct kick:
I knew he was going to put the game-winner in and run right to my camera. It’s a skill.
We went for a run on Saturday, this was The Yankee’s first run since her Ironman. (She’s ahead of a mere mortal’s schedule.) It was short, but it was fast. She’s passing me and blurry!
So I mentioned fall is here. Just in case it disappears in 15 mintues, here are a few photographs:
You can never really capture autumn:
It never keeps us from trying. It’s a vain attempt to forestall winter, a desperate ego, that wants more sunshine and warmth.
Or is that just me?
Today, it was raining, and this evening was a perfect time for a 2.65 mile neighborhood run. I’m documenting this because it won’t be long, now, before I’ll be missing days like this:
It is suddenly starting to feel like fall around here. You can even sense it indoors, in the studio. Probably not, not really anyway. Studios exist in their own time without time. We have a half dozen windows in that studio, but three of them face a building and you have to be standing in one section of the room to see the real outdoors from the other three windows. Studios aren’t hermetically perfect, but we’d like it more if they were. You can feel the fall, because your mind has been processing all of the sensory perceptions and that’s not the easiest thing to dismiss. So you can be in a studio and think it is autumn, because that’s what you saw and smelled and felt before you walked into the building. But in here, the season is always: studio.
Up in the offices, definitely:
In the parking deck, sure:
And throughout the evening, it is becoming clear, the seasons are changing:
Some video from the events this weekend. There were several panels and mini-reunions held around the festivities and we put this one out for public viewing. I suppose you could say I produced this show:
And then we stuck one camera in the back of a big event room and shot some more of the festivities.
I even took a selfie:
So you can pretty much check all of the important things off the weekend To Do list.
