What a day, what a day! Who knew seed scouting could lead me to so many electrifying places. At first, I tried to keep to my comfort zone, up in the moister hills, shaded by trees and buffed away from the wind. Yet, I have found myself tossed out of my shade, my moisture, my home, sent to wander the plains of sage and grasses. I have found myself in the middle of multiple burn sites, exploring canyon cliffs while observing its petroglyphs, to marking plant populations after examining a triceratops dig site. Still, I am drawn more to be amazed by the simple beauty I find all around me, too small to see without the desire to be found. So minute, yet, so overwhelming. Bring on tomorrow!