When we leave this house, I’ll have to decide what to do with all the rocks. There’s a box of seed fern fossils the boys gathered from a hillside near Pottsville. Two small granite boulders travelled from the Crazy Horse monument. A fist-sized chunk of Lackawanna anthracite sits on the back porch. This worry stone…I’ll slip into my back pocket.
A friend gave me a heart-shaped rock. I have it in a coat pocket, and hold it in the winter.
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We (okay, I) have a bunch of rocks around the house. I now only allow myself one rock per trip.
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You won’t believe this, but somehow I am just reading this TODAY. I didn’t understand the rock comment exactly (clearly) that you left when I wrote my 2/13 rock post!
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