On Friday afternoon I took the tollway to the Cretaceous Period, passing through the tangled cloverleaf of elevated ramps that can vector you off in the direction of Laredo, Duluth, Houston or the Hill Country if you miss your exit.
Unlike the unsolicited Statesman newspaper that is wrapped in plastic and dumped on my driveway, this is a Sunday read I actually look forward to. You've also inspired me to grab my 10 year old and a trowel and head out on a fossil hunt.
Unlike the unsolicited Statesman newspaper that is wrapped in plastic and dumped on my driveway, this is a Sunday read I actually look forward to. You've also inspired me to grab my 10 year old and a trowel and head out on a fossil hunt.
Another fascinating read. I look forward to reading your Field Notes every week. Beautifully written and unusual subjects. Thanks.