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the idealized version of my tomorrow self will fix this

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geology students will literally say shit like “my dirt class was cancelled today” or “the professor for my class on sand gave us homework about worms” like we’re 8 year olds on the playground inventing new terms for playing in the grass during recess

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Dawg how are you 22 with a wife and kids you should be outside playing

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me: mom can we go to the grand canyon to see the great unconformity?

my mom: no sweetie, we have the great unconformity at home

the great unconformity at home:

#relatable

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Cathedral Cave, Langdale Quarries, Lake District

#I think we went there as a kid??? #but didn’t actually go inside

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Catch a glimpse of the golden ridges of Zabriskie Point, a strikingly beautiful badland area in Death Valley National Park, CA. As the sun washes over the landscape, the play of light and shadow brings out the contours of this natural wonder.

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[Sediment/Sentiment] Fluxes

The Yukon River exports sixty megatons of sediment per year away into the Bering Sea, the majority of it silt and clay derived from the glaciers carving stone at its headwaters. We call this measurement, movement quantified over time, a flux.

I kissed them the night before they left the hemisphere on an exploration geology contract, a two year visa. They study ores, hard rock, mapping what has sat solid in earth for an age, waiting. Their hands were callused already from the heft of samples.

They study ores, and I study fluxes -- water, sediment, salt, ice. My hands are finicky, shaky things, carved for the precision of catching a change in the act. You cannot hold a flux, only bear witness.

I kissed them in a liminal bedroom, half-boxed, walls bared. I took off my binder and we laughed -- oh, fluxes -- at how when they return, we will be changed, both, irrevocably and unavoidably, sure as every river I've known rises each spring and reworks the geometry of its own banks.

To live is to be in flux. It is my honour and joy, queer geologist I am, to bear witness.

We kiss, forehead to forehead, eyes open. Their hand presses into mine, chipped nail polish, calluses blooming. Sixty megatons of sediment, passing through my spread fingers --

They study what stays. I study what leaves.

#insane last line

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more embroidered fish fossils

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Saint Paul Public Library, I am begging you to make this real

#oh my god the laser loon flags were my favorite #so proud to be Minnesotan

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the very rare phenomenon of a volcano producing vapor rings/volcanic vortex rings. Mount Etna today (April 5, 2024) by Boris Behncke

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one of my favorite things about my job that i can say to people that sounds utterly ridiculous but is technically 100% true is that one of our sea turtles keeps trying to get me to commit a felony on her behalf and gets SUPER cranky when i won’t do it

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Apparently if you find a tagged Horseshoe crab and report it to Fish and Wildlife they’ll send you a certificate with info about your crab AND a pewter horseshoe crab pin! Keep your eyes peeled 👀

(Photo from the Nantucket Conservation Foundation)

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in order: two different species of ammonite, three trilobites of two different species (one of which is still in the matrix)

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outside of the midwest they call them funko sodas

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gods greatest punishment was putting 1 trillion cool rocks on earth and no one with eyes big enough to see them all