Scotty, the world’s largest T. rex, was discovered in Sask. 35 years ago today.
– Headline from CTV News article
Isabel, the world’s scattered-est blogger, was sighted in Ont. today.
– No headline, ever.
No, my daily trials and achievements don’t often rate a headline, but they’re my life, so there’s that. As we slog our way through the moving-preparation work and hug our way through the Farewell Tour, there has not been much time for blogging. Or, for that matter, for field trips to discover “the base of a tooth and a piece of a vertebra from the tail”, later determined to be from a T. rex.
It took them 10 years to dig out the rest of the skeleton after that initial find. Talk about your slogging. It took another 10 years to clean up the bones so they could make a cast for display, the actual bones being too heavy, one of several things I learned from this article.
There must be several metaphors possible at this point, but the one that seems apt this morning is that tiny things that are easy to overlook can lead to great discoveries. The high-school principal who joined the expotition and who found “the base of a tooth and a piece of a vertebra from the tail” might just as easily have passed them by. Maybe more easily, no? I’ve been in the badlands of Alberta, Saskatchewan, and the Dakotas: They’re big. Vast, even. And yet buddy found “the base of a tooth and a piece of a vertebra from the tail” in that vastness. Amazing.
And wonderful to think what finds await us as we wander through our own lands, bad and good.
