One perfect dig day in the Negev last spring still sticks with me
I was out on a survey with a team near a dry riverbed in the Negev desert, and we had been finding nothing but broken pottery shards for three straight days. Then around 2 PM, I spotted a small carved stone sticking out of the dirt not far from my boot. I called over the field director and she got this look on her face, said it might be an old incense burner from the Byzantine period. We spent the next hour carefully brushing around it, and sure enough it was a complete little altar piece, maybe 6 inches tall, with a tiny bowl carved on top. The whole team gathered around and someone handed me a canteen of water, and I just sat there watching them document it. It was just a small find, nothing museum worthy, but it was the first time I had found something intact on my own. Has anyone else had a moment like that where a little thing made a whole week of work feel worth it?