This morning I’ve been reading stories in the New York Times, Science Daily, and National Geographic, all based on the findings of Paul Serno and his colleagues and presented in a paper on PLos ONE. They tell of people who lived and died in the Sahara when the Sahara wasn’t dry, and the articles gave me that awe-filled, castles-in-the-air feeling that was so much more common in childhood, when the whole arc of human history seemed to whoosh up and past like a train.
Says John Nobel Wilford in the Times article:
A girl was buried wearing a bracelet carved from a hippo tusk. A man was seated on the carapace of a turtle.
And in the photo above, two children reach out to their mother for thousands of years.
Whoosh.
