Well, how did I get here?

same_as_it_ever_was_new_1024x1024I’m standing knee deep in a Down East Maine stream, turning over rocks to peer at caddisflies cases and watching my beloved dog, Mary Bailey, ferry herself across the current; I think to myself, “Well, how did I get here?” How do I, an underachieving benthic ecologist turned award-winning Alabama science teacher, find myself making the same predictions and observing the same patterns that kicked off my career twenty-three summers ago? The next several posts will explore answers to these questions and explain lessons I’ve learned along the way. But first, I’ve got to go ride my bike.

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