On a crisp, clear afternoon in what is now southwest Montana, in January 1836, a thin bearded man in his mid-30s, dressed in buckskin, was racing across the valley of the meandering Yellowstone River on the back of a very fast horse. Ahead of him in the…Continue
Ships, Real and Imaginary
It’s a piece of rock with a wonderful beginning.
A cause for marvelling in a right of its own.
Formed deep in the magma of earth.
Mainly composed of…Continue