rocks

Saturday my One True Ex took me to a gem show in San Mateo. I had good fun. Won’t tell you everything I bought, because I don’t know for sure that none of my family read this. (Somebody is reading, because the blog gets over forty hits a day, yet I only know of about thirty people who have ever visited here; maybe they’re all crawler-bots. But I digress.) I did buy a bunch of pretty rocks that beg to be admired in sunlight, including tumble-polished chunks of rutilated quartz, some fossilized coral, and six tiny opals.