This is the time of the year of that I would call the sweet spot. Research is winding down: Wood Thrush are wrapped up or are finishing up clutches, the clay caterpillar project is nearly finished, and there’s nothing left but to write. Like a picnic on a beach.
But soon – very soon I’ll be in a mire but I see this one coming. It’s like a huge tidal wave that happens every semester. I’m teaching two courses, one for the first time solo and both very time consuming, I’ll be working on editing a book as well as working on several papers.
A picnic on a beach in the shadow of a large wave. I’d still say life is good.