While riding across the Golden Gate last week on a particularly beautiful day, the depths of my mind were churned in such a way that an unlikely duet, one I might well have heard for the first time as a passenger in my parents’ silver Volvo station wagon on the way to swim practice, made its way to the surface of my consciousness. As I approached the Marin Headlands, insulated from the cold air by the warmth of exertion, the song playing in my head was “(I’ve Had) The Time of My Life.”
The diatom above is from Oamaru, a hotbed of diatom activity from the Late Eocene to Early Oligocene.
(Source: olympusbioscapes.com)
