Feb 10, 2011

This little rock  (that’s a dime in the background to get a sense of its size) was in a baggie on the kitchen counter this morning.

It is our very own meteorite.

For the roofing project last weekend, we bought one of those large magnetic sweepers on a stick that roofers use to pick up stray nails off the ground.  It was actually amazing to see all the seemingly invisible nails  that it would find.  (We’ll have to remember to bring this to the lake with us this summer, maybe we’ll be able to dredge up that fishing pole of Kurt’s that was dropped in the lake…)

Anyway, on one of the sweeps it brought up this tiny pebble – which monte declared to be a meteorite.   Hmmm.   Maybe.