Treasure Hunt

After Pot Luck lunch this afternoon, we were sent on this treasure hunt. The Big H spent all afternoon searching for clues (we didn't always get them in the right order). He was not going to give up until he found it. I thought he was going to be at it all night. He found it buried under a lemon tree. It is locked and it can't be opened until our Marti Grais party. That's how you keep old people occupied.