I have what might be called an obsession. I really do love rocks, especially interesting ones.
I never did have one of those commercial Pet Rocks that were a huge fad lo these many decades ago, although I could understand why someone might have one. After all, I have quite a few “pet rocks” scattered about my house. I even have a couple I use as door stops.
There are only a few rooms in this house that don’t have their quota of rocks displayed, one is the back bathroom. I suppose the only reason there isn’t a rock in there is that there really isn’t room.
This is what occupies my kitchen window sill. These are all rocks I found while floating, and I call them the River Valentines.
Just part of the ambience here at The Havens.
Sometimes I wonder what in the world I would do if I was a nomad.