Spoons, lakes and empty staresMy great-grandfather used to tell me, "Don't chase after spoons because you'll only end up with a lake in your leg." I never quite understood his advice until one Easter, I was gardening with my best friend Mary-Ann. All of a sudden, we found an underground tunnel! It was tasty and spooky sounds came from deep within. Mary-Ann saw something interesting inside, jumped in, and I never saw her again. Great-granddaddy was right!