We climb on them and play with them and pass them by without notice. We give them as gifts, or if we’re lucky, receive them. We keep them in bowls and pockets and jars. These gifts from the heart of the earth . . .
When I came across it in the snowy park, I laughed. Something about rocks invites us to play.
The find at the park prompted me to attend to the rocks I keep at home, gifts and discoveries tucked in corners, waiting to bring me memories and smiles . . . Enjoy!
