She wanted to find the bunnies we sometimes see from our window. We didn't. But we found raspberries, pine cones, flowers, feathers and not yet ripe blackberries and apples. She picks up everything and studies it. She tells me, she wants to be a "footprint spocolog" when she grows up - "the ones who studies footprints, you know, mommy". I don't know where in the world she got this word from. I love this.