When I am working, I find that quite unconsciously, I am noticing that the willows have leaves. The forsythia is in bloom. Daffodils. The joyous cacophony of birds all around me. Frogs and frog eggs. There's a curious and attentive little five year old boy at one of my stops who follows me around asking a thousand questions. I gave him a glass aquarium and a couple magnifying glasses last year so that he could study nature with his own two eyes. I wondered if he had found frog eggs. The sky is always interesting. Blue or black, cloudy or clear, it's a wonder to look at. New plants are springing up. And did you ever just look at a scoop of swamp water? It's alive with creatures. I love to watch them darting about, a world within a world. Getting reacquainted with dogs from last year. Some remember me, or at least remember that I usually am good for a biscuit. There's all kinds of things to think about when you're out in the field. My mind is way too busy to be thinking on things like cancer. That is an unexpected job benefit.