Observation Site Number Four! :D

At this point in the group's observations, my hands were utterly numb.  I'd forgotten my gloves but had volunteered to take observations anyway, and my handwriting at site four had become large and far less controlled. 

Traffic was now audible over the sounds of wind and leaves, and I was excited to get back into the warmth.  The sun's bright heat was almost taunting, not providing quite enough heat to combat the winter wind.  My toes, I feared, had frozen solid.

Our group searched the area for any sign of life, finally finding one resting in a crook of the large, dead tree we were inspecting.  It was a tiny, brown acorn which we hypothesize was split open and eaten by some woodland critter (probably a squirrel).  The squirrel snack is pictured above.