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Angry Rain Gods and The Mad Rush To Finish the Dig

 When last I left off writing (sweating and stewing on WiFi-less Paget Island), we had not had any rain to speak of through the entire month of July (the driest in more than 40 years actually) and the temperature even at night had not dipped below 78°F.  The sea temperature was even warmer at 85℉. This made digging incredibly arduous, especially as we shifted to highly precise methods for excavating features after clearing the overlying soil layers. Because these particular excavations are so important for shedding light onto the first moments of Bermuda's deliberate colonization, we more often used spoons than trowels and screened all the dirt through much finer mesh sifters.   Team members paired up and picked individual features on the rocky plain we had exposed. Some of the features turned out to be natural depressions - clefts or root holes made hundreds or thousands of years before humans arrived.  Others turned out to be still-born cuts, where someone started to dig a hole b

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