Today, I head to the Cincinnati Museum Center to learn how to clean the bones of the dinosaurs that I dug up this summer in Montana. Wish me luck. The stone I’ll be cleaning away from the bones seems to be much sturdier than the bones themselves.
And it looks like rain here in our fair city. And the leaves are undeniably turning, and starting to trickle down in ever-greater numbers. It’s going to be harder and harder for me to pretend it’s not Fall yet.
white pebble 