It was a mild, hot day with bees flying from flower to flower and all was quiet outside the mine but inside was a whole different world of rock and metal. The mine was filled with the sound of drilling, moving dirt, pick axes crashing against rock and machines whirring away.
The mine was pitch black with no signs of life except the miners grunts, when the darkness was pierced by a large, overly-built man was rigorously pushing a large metal cart with a small light at the front. The cart was filled with giant rocks and dirt that had been uncovered. Large metal rivets held the cart together stiffly and assured no breaks in the linkages to the bottom half of the cart.
As soon as it emptied the miner departed with a few fresh boxes of dynamite sitting at the bottom of the cart with a red label saying "CAUTION!! HIGHLY EXPLOSIVE!" and all was quiet again outside the mine.
Under thousands of tons rock and dirt the mine was alive with brigh