Angy Shamage

We had a nice thunderstorm come through the other day. I felt it was my duty to be the first to scour the Big Ditch and collect all of the exposed fossils that crossed my path. Today, I was only able to hunt the sides of the ditch and I was unable to see the bottom because the creek was still stirred up from the recent rain. I did come across one little almost super hero quality angy that had a flawless blade with every little serration and perfect bourlette, but the back side of the root was slightly pitted. All I could do was shake my head and scream shamer.