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COLLECTING ROCKS
I think that there shall never be
an ignoramus just like me,
who roams the hills throughout the day,
to pick up rocks for zero pay.
For there’s one thing that I’ve been told,
I take the rocks and leave the gold!
Over deserts wild and under sky so blue,
I search for rocks of varied hue.
A hundred pounds or more I pack,
With blistered feet and aching back,
And after this is said and done
I cannot name a single one.
I pick up rocks where ever I go
The reason why I do not know.
For rocks are found by fools like me
Where God intended them to be.
Though now I'm told the rocks aren't mine,
it's the State who owns these gems so fine!
Yet with all I spend on tax and fees,
I had thought the State was me!
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Mojave!

We just got back from a fantastic trip to Mojave--our first time to actually step on the desert, instead of  just driving through it--and it was better than we had hoped! Our trip found treasure beyond our common thought.We cannot wait to return! What we discovered may not produce any monetary value, but it is priceless to us. We have found such amazing beauty in the geology of this earth--petrified wood of unknown age, tiny gemstones in sedimentary rocks, and some type of quartz (if it is quartz) that had to have come from deeep in the earth to have cooked it into its bubble like popcorn shape.
As we determine what it is we have on a geological basis we will get back to you.