The other day my friend and I happened upon a bunch of unopened geodes at The Quilted Bear of all places. They were only 50 cents so we bought a couple.
Geodes: essentially rocks with crystal formations on the inside.
Apparently Utah is one of like 5 states in the U.S. that has a large quantity of geodes in its natural landscape.
They fascinate me. These rocks that from the outside just look like ordinary rocks. I'm sure that if I were a geologist that it would be easy to spot a geode from a mile away. But to me they look like...rocks. Round. Rocky. Rough. Like rocks. But then you crack them open and there is this beautiful array of sparkly crystals inside. Eeheehee. Hidden treasures. I feel like a little kid.
This is my geode. (Remember that I don't actually have a camera. Yeah, I just take pictures with my laptop camera. It is an art form in and of itself. You would probably fall over laughing to see me trying to get just the right angle with this silly laptop in hand. And once again ignore the amazing I've-been-sick-and-haven't-done-my-hair do.)
I was thoroughly entranced.
Then I took a little screwdriver and a little golden hammer and tapped it open. This is one of the sides. You can't really tell but there are all of these gorgeous little clear crystals in there.
I thought I would try another picture to see if I could show the little crystals better. It just looks like my hand is going to smash you.
Getting philosophical and slightly cheesy.
I'm like a geode. Rough on the outside but sparkly and beautiful on the inside.