[Note to readers: this email message arrived yesterday. I about fell over when I read it!]
One of our recent arrivals lit up with delight when we were introduced, for he had read about me in a blog ... and of the fossilized Algal growths (stromatolites) of the high Medicine Bow Mountains. I was quite surprised, pleasantly so, and I had to ask: “What is a blog?” He's still explaining. It’s taking awhile as I knew nothing of the Web, the Internet, etc., but we don't mind. We have plenty of time, an eternity in fact.
He showed me your articles on his little computer, and though I still don't understand how they came to be, I am absolutely delighted! Such lovely color photographs and so realistic!! I sincerely hope that many many readers will not only enjoy these “posts” as they’re called, but also take the information, maps, etc., and go see for themselves. Studying the remains of two-billion-year-old tropical algae in an alpine setting was for me one of the most exciting experiences during my life on Earth.
Samuel H. “Doc” Knight
Professor Emeritus, Department of Geology, University of Wyoming
[Doc Knight (if you happen to be reading this) -- I like the poem very much, and of course I want to share it!!]
|"High near the crest of the Medicine Bows" in southeast Wyoming.|
In commemoration of two billion year old Algal growth-patterns,
Nash formation, Medicine Bow Mountains
High near the crest of the Medicine Bows
Where an alpine meadow grows,
Where columbines nod azure heads
And purple gentians make their beds
Fire-scarred trunks of fallen spruce
Like giant jack-straws, scattered loose,
Etched by blasts of driven snow
As seasons come and seasons go.
|... and purple gentians make their beds|
Things were not always thus
Time has changed the Earthly crust,
The crust was once an ocean floor
Two billion years ago -- and more.
Bent and rent by crustal blows
Marred and scarred by glacial flows,
Sculptured by erosion’s incisive knife
The fossil remains of primal life.
Patterns spun on algal looms
Locked forever in marble tombs,
Nurtured in the ancient sea,
Prophetic of the life to be.
|... nurtured in the ancient sea, prophetic of the life to be.|
[This poem was included in A Collection of Verse by Samuel Howell Knight, published by his children on September 1, 1974.]
Portrait of Doc Knight, from the University of Wyoming Geology Museum.