Did you expect a needle?

Schematic drawing of the ROBORHAMPH. So there’s no excuse for anyone failing to manifest this in any form of reality.

Hey don’t look at me. I’ve already done my part.

Coloured and shaded remaster of Inktober 2022 #17, ‘Salty’. In part because I like Rhamphorhynchus. The existence of a fish might be more obvious in this rendition, but I must confess to performing zero palaeontological research into appropriate ichthyans.

Strictly speaking a pelagic pterosaur like Rhamphorhynchus would probably not get so drenched in its natual habitat, in a manner resembling that by which a duck doesn’t, but whatever as it’s much too late for that now. You should have complained during or shortly before the evening of 17 October 2022.

Part of a trans-hemispherical non-postal-postcard to acknowledge the December solstice. Because it was summer here and not there, you see.

Bears zero relation to a blackout that occured in the midst of a period of torrential rain at the time.

The ferns took a while. More than a while. A justified while, in the end, yet the field is still nowhere near as dense as it should be.

This is pretty much the oldest Rhamphorhynchus drawing I have. And it’s still the best one.