Showing posts with label Rocks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rocks. Show all posts
Friday, July 15, 2011
There's Something About Rocks
Rocks have always been a passion of mine - looking down you never know what you're going to see. As a child our dad would get upset with me because every time I got out of the car in the mountains I'd fill my pockets up with rocks. I've toned it down some, now I just look for heart-shaped, round, egg-shaped, and wish-rocks. The wish rocks I learned about in Alaska, they're the ones with on a line entirely through them. Don't you just want to pick up one of those white ones and hold it in your hand? Diane
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Life's Rough
His grandpa had just told he he couldn't eat rocks
Monday, January 18, 2010
More Rocks
For many years I've collected round rocks. My neighbor was so taken with the idea that he and his wife have brought me round rocks from several trips they've taken.
I don't know why we pick up rocks, I really don't, it just satisfies the need to hunt and gather or something like that. Diane
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Rocky
My little rock garden peeks out from under the snow. Right now it's thawing???? but I don't think that will last. I'm building the rock garden from souveniers from many trips to the mountains or somewhere else. Long after the trip is forgotten the rock is there to remind me of a trip which I still can't remember. Remember the miniseries Centennial? "Only the rocks live forever." Diane
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