When I walk mountain ridges, with rock hammer in hand, I examine layers of former landscapes from millions of years ago, and try to imagine what this post-industrial time of ours would look like in the rock record, millions of years from now. Comforted, with the knowledge that with all we are doing to the planet, the earth will be fine, however, we may not. 

I imagine a thin layer because in stratigraphy, thousands of years can be represented by layers no thicker than the palm of my hand. A toxic green colour comes to mind; a condensed version of man-made chemicals and plastic concoctions.Above and below this layer would be evidence of abundant life, just not human life. Stromatolites, bryozoans, stromatoporoids; all species that have already been on this planet for hundreds of millions of years. Resilient. Life goes on. Thinking about this layer brings on a profound feeling of insignificance, which help me put things in perspective. Perhaps, in the distant future another geologist will one day ask “what is that bright green layer?”