I have spent the past two Sundays at the mine, and I have learned a lot in that time. I was apprehensive at first because the idea of a mine is scary and intimidating. When you imagine a mine, you imagine a tunnel that stretches for miles, with no natural light and dangers around every corner. While this mine was not the smallest, I took comfort in the fact that I could see the doorway and that it was only about 50-100 feet in. It was super spacious too.
I had never realized how beautiful a mine could be. This one in particular was covered in dust but once we had soaked it in water, you could see everything. The minerals and rocks all meshed together to create beautiful patterns and veins. Everything sparkled (due to the mica) and the closer you look the more entranced you become. The area up to the mine is also beautiful. It overlooks the whole valley, and it is filled with wild life from pheasants to bunnies to deer. Each day we had a new bat friend in the mine. Fruit bats are so cute.
These days were definitely some of the hardest I’ve had to endure, but knowing that I was able to get through them made me realize how strong I am. Shovelling dirt, hammering rock, and carrying buckets really takes a toll on the body. I woke up this morning not knowing if I was bruised or had just used muscles I don’t normally use. It was definitely a unique experience but I am glad to have my Sundays off again.