It's thinking about being spring here. Which means some days I wake up to snow and overcast skies and some days it's sunny and icy. It means there are more birds out talking up a storm. It means I sometimes forget that isn't water in the driveway, it's ice. Every time. I'm sure it would be hilarious to show a movie of me stepping onto the driveway from the wood steps every morning and squealing as I slip on the ice. Very Three Stooges.
It also means the return of field studies where you don't freeze as much. I helped set up a snow/dog science methods experiment last weekend at the resort. It's been almost a year since I graduated. Know what I discovered? I miss real science. This is a picture from an article in the Dispatch today about reduced numbers of this species. The closest I get to this these days is the science of 'where did I put that?' from my move and reading about studies other people have done in the Arctic or places that I want to travel to.
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