Goodbye
Hasn't been so good to me
Stepped out into the night
Back against the moon
I saw ten thousand hands with candlelight
We all think that we're right
It's hard to tell
If the night is full of hope or doom

My eyes
Burn with unshed tears
My body is weak
From so many silent years
Too many people say goodbye
Before they say hello
Step into the morning
And disappear

What more than sorry can I say
What more than sorry can I be
...

HA HA HA!

Look what I just found:


A closer look, shall we?



Yeah, that's me.



Uh huh, yeah. I know. Explanation: I showed up to my friend's house costumeless for Halloween a couple of years ago and that's what I got for that mistake.

I Hiked

Self-explanatory. That's what I did today after my going-to-Logan plans didn't pan out.

One bonus of hiking instead of driving is that I was able to continue my studies on snow. This handful was especially intriguing and I wasn't aware I was, in turn, being studied by a lens. Snow scientists can be very absorbed in their subject:



Beyond my studies, I noticed there was some beautiful scenery around. It's the kind you have to really look for; it's small and subtle and mostly shows itself in slight variances of color or shape. If you allow it, winter will make you a keen observer. It's one of the reasons I love it.








Also, by the end of this trip I was given a brand new nickname of Shuffleupagus which went through several variations before this was confirmed. All I have to say is- I was the only one who didn't fall. So there.

Wish You Were Here

This is one of my favorite views in the world. To see it, I just have to step out of the back door at my dad's. It's where I grew up; it'll always feel like home.



Every morning at home I wake up, go out to the dock and just watch the sun rise over the glassy water. I love how still it is at that time.

At night the moon rises over the swamp and the river's wake, which is affected by the ocean tides, shatters the beams into a million pieces. It is startling against the inky black water. Contrasted to the morning, the night sounds are deafening with the chorus of crickets that serenade the evening.



I love it here. It's going to be hard to leave.

Class V

Florida whitewater discovered on my bike ride today. Don't be jealous, Utah.



This water didn't have any whitewater (or movement at all, for that matter):

Bike + Mud

= pedicure

Looking Forward: Women in the Workplace?

A few days ago I went to Alexander Springs which is located in the North Central Florida backwoods. As I was floating lazily in the crystal waters, an older guy with a USGS shirt and a heavy southern accent starting walking across the width of the springs with some tools within a few feet of me. Being a student in the environmental field and encouraged by his friendly demeanor, I started asking him questions about the tests he was running and the USGS in general. When I asked him about the main office in Florida, he responded with a bright smile and this encouraging statement: "You know, we have a lot of women who do work in the USGS nowadays."

I didn't know where to go with this. But this was okay since he wasn't done.

"As a matter of fact, out of the last seven females we hired, five of them were women."

Yes, I know what he meant to say.

Congratulations, Florida: the future is now.