Today
dawned a new week. This is our last full week excavating at Fort St. Joseph,
and already many of us are talking about how much we will miss this place of
dirt, work, and dirty work. But so much remains
to be done before we are ready to leave!
Our units are now almost completely in the occupation zone, but still
hold many secrets. Excavated artifacts are piled in heaps waiting for attention
from the washing and sorting crews. Finally, we must prepare for the
culmination of our efforts, the Open House.
If you weren't aware of this extravaganza or haven't thought about your
weekend plans, please allow me to issue you a formal invitation to our Open
House this weekend … trust me, it will be an amazing time.
Jon proving his strength. |
This
morning began with cleanup from this weekend's heavy storm. Fortunately, nothing was broken and no trees
fallen, and so all that was necessary was to bail out water from our
units. (One individual did take it upon
himself to chase my pit partner with a poor drowned mouse from our unit; the
perpetrator Joe will remain nameless)
Then it was off to work.
The oxidized soil of our unit is on the left; the feet point towards it. |
Progress continues across the site: buckets
are screened, walls cleaned, photographs snapped, and artifacts carefully
mapped. Along with the omnipresent piles
of animal bone, Michelle and I turned up lead shot, copper scrap, seed beads,
and our first piece of wampum. Other
groups had some great finds as well: a tiny carved bird missing its head, a
round ridged upholstery tack, and two separate pieces of the same micmac
pipe. Although archaeology is not just
about the artifacts, it is fascinating to see all the remnants of Fort St.
Joseph emerging from the ground.
The micmac pipe. |
One adorable headless carved bird. |
After packing up after our long day in the field, we hit the showers at the YMCA, and then headed over for dinner. Our meal tonight was generously prepared by Mary Ellen Drolet and her family. The vast quantities of baked beans and pulled pork, and the array of delights around the chocolate fountain went a long way towards satisfying us hungering students, fortifying us for the long night of lab work ahead.
Joe wants YOU to come to the Open House. |
Washing in lab. |
Four
days in the field lay ahead of us, and we are ready.
- Sarah Oren
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