This is the weekend. I will rejoice and cram it full.
I should not have been able to pull this weekend off. The lords of time and space looked and said "thou shalt not," and I said thhbbbbbbbt.

Chorus retreat was this weekend, and I did my part driving folks down to Vestal. It was strange being there; I never would have expected to be back in that church on retreat. Between Friday and Saturday we rehearsed 11-12 hours and did bondy activities with our fellow chorus members. I shared with the world how a cicada symphony is the most annoying sound that exists. Tucker provided numerous examples of why he is a phenomenal conductor to sing for. And we made cookies. When we sing freely we make amazing music, and I feel indeed fortunate to be part of the chorus for a ninth semester.

Come morning I performed in the first church service. After that I walked straight out the door and drove to Ithaca (changing into field clothes on the way), met up with folks from Herp Club and drove another hour to Steege Hill. It was beautiful weather and proved to be a snakey sort of day. My own modest haul was about:
10+ Red-backed Salamanders
3 Garter Snakes
2 American Toads
1 Ring-necked Snake
1 Red-bellied Snake
As a group we uncovered the species listed above, plus a Slimy Salamander and a Smooth Green Snake. Ooh, I haven't seen one of those beauties in a long while.

Singing and snaking? Sounds splendid.