The Rock Hound

That’s me! Always was, still is…

Ever since I was little, rocks and pebbles caught my attention. My brother and I made pottery dishes from river basin mud, and the pebbles were peas and rice for our pretend supper, I even swallowed a couple of those ‘peas’.

My favorite days were rainy days, mom let me put my boots on and take my umbrella and wander around our large gravel driveway, peering into puddles at every interesting rock color and shape (I guess I looked like the Morton salt girl), but I loved and collected those gems!

My 4-H rock collection display won a ribbon, but one rock fell off… it was too heavy. I kept that collection for years!

Grown-up me is still collecting rocks, edging every garden with them; our youngest son learned how to count in kindergarten, by helping count the rocks his two older brothers helped me gather and put in place.

Currently, rocks scallop around my sedum plants, and are randomly tossed in the garden with other fun stuff. Rocks and plants go together.

Now I’m placing them in small succulent planters for indoor use.

I love rocks!

Do you like rocks?