Years ago my brother brought me a few pieces of slate that he came across while working on an archaeological dig. They’ve graced flower pots, my fountain, and lastly my little aquarium. I gave my aquarium away last night, but kept the slate. Tonight, I made my own fossils.
These actually bring back fond memories of some Trilobite fossils I had when I was a kid. My dad used to climb mountains and he found the fossils on a climb of Mt. Eisenhower (I think it was) up in Canada. I remember taking them to class for show and tell in grade school. As things oft do, they’ve been missing now for many years.
I did some of these on old rocks I had collected on local hiking trail a couple of years ago, and then randomly dropped them and partially buried two back along the same trail last weekend. Still awaiting local news report of a discovery