Home again

I spent the last days of the trip in pursuit of petroglyphs, and mostly finding them. I was horrified to see the vandalism done to some of the ones around Moab. Another reason for people to be closemouthed or vague about the locations. Fremont and Barrier Canyon figures danced in my head pretty much the whole drive back; they are that haunting. Loathe to leave the Colorado, I followed it while it kept company with I-70. Back in Chicago, I spent the morning having the oil changed and the new rattle checked in my old Honda. Laundry and other chores await. Yesterday I dropped off a large box of rock samples at Ancona. Next week I'll spend the afternoons cataloging rocks and photos from the trip. I'll upload photos into the appropriate points in the blog after the weekend, but the main use of the photos will be to illustrate my geology website. I'll have that finished sometime next month and post the link here and on the classroom site when I do. I'm thinking about whether or not I will suspend the blog now that the trip is over. When I was in middle school, my mother gave up teaching art to university students and opened an art gallery. I asked her why she stopped teaching, and she said that she had run out of things to say about art. Knowing my mother, this seemed implausible, yet sensible if true. I hope that I can follow her example and know when to stop adding to planetary noise.

Courthouse Wash petroglyphs in Arches National Park