This has been a week of waiting and to busy my hands I worked on my rocks. Most of them will fit in the palm of your hand. These are just ordinary river rocks from this area. Smooth rocks fascinate me. They've traveled so far in the creek beds or glaciers, rubbing together, and being jostled around by bigger rocks for thousands of years to end up perfectly smooth. Maybe like people - being banged around by life's ups and downs and hopefully becoming perfect?? Diane
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These turned out beautiful Diane, just like your analogy. Very well stated, and so agree.
I love what you've done with the rocks, Diane. Little treasures.
These are gorgeous.I hope that creating these brought a sense of peace to your heart.
Hi Diane! My name is Heather and I was wondering if you would be willing to answer my question about your blog! My email is Lifesabanquet1 AT gmail DOT com :-) I greatly appreciate it!
Your painting on the rocks is lovely Diane. Too bad being banged around is part of ours lives and hopefully we allow it to make us smooth and not bitter.
I'm so sorry of the loss of your dear Rose, Diane.How sad for her dear little one and all of you who loved her. I want you to know you are in my thoughts and sending warm hugs your way.
Nice! I like them! Good job mom! Xo bean
They are lovely! I love finding cobbles on the Oregon coast. My gardens are full of them. I may have to paint a few. :) Kit
What a cool project, Diane!!! They are so beautiful!!
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