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Yesterday I got back from San Antonio. Along the riverwalk, which runs through the city, there are many ancient cypress trees--some up to 350 years old. I saw one that had an enormous hole in it, which I could not bring myself to reach inside as there could have been unfriendly (and jeweless) insects abiding. The most interesting incident was when I looked in an upscale accessory store along the riverwalk, which displayed in a locked case a jeweled grasshopper, butterfly, and snail (among others). These were not precious stones, perhaps just rhinestones, but it was enchanting to see them there.