Which probably explains my fascination with rock. What else connects our past, present and future with hundreds of millions of years to spare?
I've heard time described as a river or folds layered one on top of each other, usually as a prelude to the time travel argument. And in some circles time travel has been bandied about as a real possibility.
And what if it were eventually possible? Would you really walk away from everything you had right now and travel to a past or future block of time? Knowing full well you may only get one shot with no chance of returning. It could definitely keep you up all night trying to sort it all out.
Today's pic shows a wooden carving that occupies one of our garden beds. And in typical Canadian winter fashion he's wearing a hat and scarf made of snow.