A surprise a millions of years in the making
There are hundreds of tiny inlets along Galway Bay offering sandy spits, grassy slopes, intriguing rock pools, and piles of limestone. One Sunday afternoon, some neighbours suggested we take a different route from our usual loop. It was a magic afternoon with amazing light and the discovery of one of my favourite souvenirs ever. We stumbled across a remote path, that led out to the sea across a lot of large boulders. Among the terrible plastic bottles and old bits of rubber, we noticed a large bit of a limestone shelf had broken off, revealing a trove of crystals. I took a few pieces to keep for prosperity because I had a feeling, as remote as this path was, other’s would find it. And I was right. Whether word got out and treasure hunters came or other unsuspecting sojourners passed by and helped themselves, the trove dwindled before my eyes as I walked the path most nights. The tiny pieces I collected have travelled with me to three different countries now. I have never taken the crystals from the rocks. I often wonder where the other bits have ended up.
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