Anna Rehm and Alle Wingerter

Greetings from the Lurky!  For those of you who don't know me, my scientific name is the Lurkus Mercus, but I prefer to go by "Lurky".  I am the resident creeper or Arcadia.  Rarely seen by humans, but often heard at night, I observe the daily activities of the students.

Wednesday, I watched the students exercise the right sides of their brains, as they created masterpieces out of natural objects, like ferns and branches, reminiscent of the artist Andy Goldsworthy.

I had the place to myself Thursday when the students lugged two weeks worth of smelly laundry to town.  When they returned, not only did they have freshly laundered clothing, but bushels of apples from apple picking.

Friday night, the students enjoyed the musical styling of Rev. Mike while I listened from inside some nearby bushes.  They seemed to enjoy the songs.  "I've Just Seen a Face" and "Fire and Rain"  very much.  Many were partaking in a strange activity: chewing and spitting out corn, which is an ancient Incan tradition to make "Chicha" or corn bear (non-alcoholic).  

Late Saturday students came back exhausted from their day of trail work.  I heard them discussing "treat work" and "building bridges" late into the night while I slithered around the yurts.

Saturday, my habitat was full of endorphins as many of the students went biking and running.  Some even went so far as to go to Mt. Arab, which is 8 miles away!

As I continued to sneak around: Monday proved to be a relaxing day for the students.  Everyone seemed to have a nice chat with one of their professors on the front dock.  I wish my mentor, the Loch Ness Monster, had taken that much interest in me when I was his student.

To sum up an eventful week, the students honored the full moon by revisiting Mt. Arab for a moon lit hike.  They got back late and tired but happy nonetheless.