I’ve written before about my love of the weather, and of nature, and the environment. My obsession with clouds and colours. Tonight we have a nearly full moon that is so exceptionally bright, it puts the streetlights to shame. Before stepping out onto the deck, I fully expected my feet to sink into what seemed to be a layer of ice or white film, but turned out to be no less than the light of the moon. Amazingly crisp, after what seemed to be weeks and weeks of rain, slush, snow, and cloudy skies. But not tonight. Tonight is pure, clean, infinite space, littered with stars and the mirrors of the heavens. And I am grateful.
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Digging into the gas pedal after red turns to green before a long stretch of open road.
Climbing into bed and turning off the lamp each night.
Reading chapter after chapter of textbook after textbook, and enjoying it.
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The field study director needed our returning dates today before sending the info off to the school travel company. They’ll be booking our flights to Italia next week, for the field school this summer. I’ve planned to spend an extra 2 weeks after we finish up in Milano, likely to be spent making my way across the Riviera, down to Barcelona, then up to Paris where I’ll fly back home. Nearly 2 months in Europe. It’s going to cost far more than I have, and it will often be 12 hour days of interviews, research, and presentations, but it will be worth far more than I’ll ever admit. In the meantime, I need to concentrate on finishing projects and research presentations efficiently enough to find time to sleep, and maybe even hit the gym. When in Rome, … look as the Romans did? That’s the goal. Besides, no one wants to see a walking hanger.
