New Territory Part 4

We managed to toss out the least desirable quarter of our collection. This was good; we were going to need this space for more rocks.

New Territory Part 3

Something gleamed brightly from the bottom of this pan, something “hot” yellow, a vibrant burst of light in the dim forest understory. “Eureka,” I said to Susan.

New Territory Part 2

The agates weren’t outwardly colorful or attractive but I was starting to develop an eye for their outer texture and translucence. The agates here were also larger than average, with some probably topping three pounds.

New Territory Part 1

Don’t ask me how I started thinking about agates, of all things. These rocks are utterly foreign to me.

Call of the Frontier

Then there are some misanthropes who choose wet January days and creeks fifty miles from the lake.

Back out west

We’d be foolish to go anyway; surely all the summery sights of the tourist season had withered, clouds would be oppressive and rain more the rule than the exception. Maybe better to just stay in western Pennsylvania.