Welp, I guess it’s back to the proverbial poorhouse for me and Desiree. We spent another shift in the sunroom winnowing through the last of the sapphire pay. We found only a few baby gems, some of which might even qualify in the “spec” category.
No big, showy stone for us.
I’m mildly disappointed, but I always
feel a specific satisfaction in finding sapphires of any size. We’re talking
sapphires in dirt—how bad can that be?
I’ve posted a photograph of the last
batch of gems we picked from the gravel, along with another photo of the entire
collection alongside a Cold Smoke beer for a more accurate size reference.
The Final Batch of Sapphires
Sapphires and Cold Smoke
—Mitchell Hegman
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