There were rumors of heavy rain today—not surprisingly, very little actually arrived—so we scheduled a visit to New Haven and Yale University's Peabody Museum of Natural History. Happily, Stasia's amenable-to-anything mood continued, and even the prospect of the hour drive didn't dampen her spirits. In the gathering warmth, she and I walked the half-mile from Yale Health to the Peabody, and I got to show off the campus. She experienced quite a bit of consternation in the Great Hall of Dinosaurs—she was having trouble with coming to grips with how birds evolved from the ruling reptiles—but she loved the new exhibit on California Gold, along with a beautifully displayed collection of rocks and minerals. I'm feeling a little sheepish here, since I didn't note precisely which mineral she's framed by—bad, bad journalism—but whatever its identity, the smooth stones clearly captivated my granddaughter. Maybe she'll find geological evolution easier to comprehend than the biological variety.