A fossil is so powerful. It’s moving. This is my ancestor. The naturalist is moved by the fossil… not the cross.
It’s one thing to imagine life that inhabited the earth before our time and quite another to be surrounded by evidence of its existence.
A humbling and moving experience is how I would describe it. I can’t imagine the thrill of actually taking part in discovering evidence of lifeforms that existed 65-230 million years ago.
There’s a fragility about it all.
Kind of puts man in perspective: we truly are but a speck.
Kind of makes me revere nature all the more.