The rest of the robins fledged today. One flew to Thomas' head and sat there for several minutes.
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An Archaeological Mystery
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- the future of work
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- downloading ourselves
- Baltimore Herb Festival
- Garden at the end of May
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- the nest is empty
- Komodo Dragons are Venomous
- Let Iran get the Bomb
- Fledging day
- women and happiness
- Manifesto of the Liberal Nerd
- Still arguing god with Stanley Fish
- sometimes only satire tells the truth
- Civil War Ending in Sir Lanka?
- crowded
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- Garden, May 16, 2009
- Kepler update
- Dinner Time
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- Life in the Iron Age
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- John Bedell is an archaeologist, historian, and father of five living in Maryland. He has self-published two novels and is writing a third.
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