A Midsummer Night's Dream

Well, I got the lawn mowed yesterday and by wife blessed a mid-week fossil hunt. I floundered a bit on where I should go, and when I finally left it was already 6:15. I originally was going to Top Secret, but mid-trip, I remembered about the Spot that Should Not Be. I had my trusty camera, and I knew I needed to take pictures of that place for the site, so I changed my plans and went there. They had done a bunch since the last time I was here. There were new piles all over the place, so I had to move fast. I was picking up teeth everywhere and the light was fading fast. I came across a meg on a pedestal and knew I should have come out here earlier, but rather than lamenting my slothful preparation, I carefully picked it up and continued my trek across the piles. By the time I reached the back of the development, it was dark and I could barely see where I was walking, much less any fossils. I carefully made my way back to the truck in the dark and I was home by 9. It was a great way to split up the week. I was getting antsy to hunt - da f0ssZ is coming down again this weekend again for his first shot at Top Secret. t$ is going, too, and I imagine tha duDe will, too.