Coming Home

After I dropped Jo at the airport, Trey and I drove to Crater of Diamonds State Park in Murfreesboro, Arkansas to dig for diamonds.  We spent a good 4 hours shoveling dirt in a bucket and using sifters, positive that a huge diamond the size of the Hope Diamond was going to magically appear on our screen.  Unfortunately, because it was Memorial Day Weekend, there were perhaps 1,000 other people there anticipating an identical outcome and, according to the gemologist on duty, not a single diamond was unearthed.

We drove the 500 miles back to St. Louis in one day, stopping occasionally to visit a Flea Market or Goodwill.   As you can tell, I didn't have any interesting material to blog about, thus the absence of postings.  I'll be back in California tomorrow night,  Thank you for following on my silly adventure.  I'm thinking that next year, I'll try something a little different like tornado chasing.