getting up the second day in a row was definitely much much much more difficult. luckily it was pouring rain and i received a phonecall telling me i could go back to sleep for a couple hours ( Read more... )

up, slightly before dawn (though at this point its not already) to meet the rest of the crew and make some more veery recordings. being around birders gives a whole other meaning to morning person ( Read more... )

nearly all of us are up, sitting at our big kitchen table on our porch, on our laptops reading articles about our research. i like being surrounded by other people like me ( Read more... )

tomorrow i'm going to listen to my first samples of veery song and learn the different calls and songs and things. and then precede to (by myself) put together a stimulus tape that i think will best work as a prompt for male aggression of whatever length i think will be most appropriate. unlike a lot of things where i used to being able to go into ( Read more... )

our porch is an amazing place to bird watch. it acts like a blind so they get really close to the windows and things. there's actually a pair of widgets that live here. they've built a little mossy nest in the corner of the porch ( Read more... )

pennslyvania is gorgeous. this morning when i left it was too early for the sun to be out in full force yet and it was kinda rainy, so as i was driving up and down hills through the pennsylvania mountains i kept passing in a out of layers of fog every time the road took a dip or went over a stream. amazing. though it did start to torrentially ( Read more... )

another semester over.  this one has really flown by.  and i'm a junior.  what the crap ( Read more... )

if last year's dilemma was figuring out who i was, this year's is figuring out where i belong.  it doesn't quite feel like here anymore.  maybe it's the next step of fitting a newer identity with a more familiar context.  or maybe it's the beginning of a process that should be allowed to continue because afterall, i'll be leaving here in a little ( Read more... )

the way i lived my life in middle school meant things were less dramatic than they could have been.  now, unfortunately, that means there are certain skills that i lack, their absence which makes me feel like i'm behaving like a middle schooler now.  oye.

last night i was talking to a friend and she was reminding me of a time when we were standing on the wall of a really old church and she was going through a really hard time and then out of nowhere the first snow of the started to fall.  last night she mentioned how sometimes it's like the world can sense how you feel and does something to match it ( Read more... )