I spend my last day in Charlottesville putting the final touches on my luggage, then wandering down the road to take in the spring and summer flora and fauna. There are far more insects here than in the city of Boston, so I rarely walk in a straight line for more than 10 feet.
I practice my botanical photography: Capturing the top, front, and back of flowers, the shape of leaves and the texture of both sides, a closeup of the stem, the leaf and stem bases, any fruiting bodies (and the seeds, if available), the habit and context, and the branching pattern. I'll also note the scent of the flowers and leaves and the properties of the sap. My practice plant is an unidentified mallow at the edge of the yard. Total: 17 photos for one plant...
Later in the day my dad and I take the dog for a walk along a nearby private lane and encounter a fawn hidden in the concrete drainage ditch. It's perhaps a few days old, 1.5 - 2 feet from nose to tail. I nearly didn't see it—if I had been walking even a few feet farther from that edge of the road I doubt I would have noticed it. On the way back, we get a bit too close, and it bounds off into the woods.
I go to sleep around midnight, my alarm set for 4:00 AM.