edit I saw an otter in the field today! It went "splish, splish, HOLY CRAP a human! SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH" and bounded out of view. Let this sighting be a testament to the wetness of the marsh.

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Greetings everyone!
It's my first grad field season.
I am in the sticks.

(This week has been a
total throwback to '05.
I refer to this.)

The town I live in
is small-town America.
Big store is Wal-Mart.

My brain is filled with
constant trills of swamp sparrows.
They are small and cute.

Song recording for
six hours is not so bad. But
starting at 5? Oyyy.

We lurch through the marsh
like drunken newborn mammals
testing every step.

Cattails, shrubs and trees
�all wondrous pretty. Too bad
water's in between.

(These hip waders rock.
I've not fallen all the way,
but I've soaked my bum.)

Anyhow, more soon
�I have files to review.
Data entry stinks.

Hope you all are well.
Please write or call and say hi.
I miss everyone!