H is for Holiday Sox. On the one hand, they were very very very late; on the other hand, they got to meet the Yarn Harlot at the Rutherford Public Library (Exit 153). It was quite a wonderful evening and incontrovertible proof public libraries and librarians rock; I can't ordinarily show socks quite such a good time. Kindly see here for more of the story.
H is for Hadrosaurus foulkii, the New Jersey State Dinosaur. It's a kind of duckbill dinosaur. The first specimen was unearthed in 1858 – before the U.S. Civil War – in Haddonfield, NJ (NJT Exit 4), which has various monuments downtown and at the historic site, an old marl pit. It was the first nearly complete dinosaur skeleton ever discovered and is still on display at the Philadelphia Academy of Natural Sciences. A peaceable old plant-eater, it sparked the "Bone Wars" among rival museums and fossil collectors. I once got to hold a fossilized partial lower jaw, which was beautifully detailed (the skin and dental batteries were perfect) and very heavy.
And H is for hemp. An excellent rope fiber, but those who pretend it rivals flax linen for garments probably have been smoking rather than knitting it.
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