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This is my Blog…and I can write about anything I want…..

And I want to talk about rocks…..

I like rocks…..

I’ve always liked rocks…..

Even when I was little…I liked rocks…..

…..my Father liked rocks too…..

We were always picking up precious rocks…and showing them to each other…..

Maybe I inherited my love of all kinds of rocks from my Dad…..

I’m looking at an assortment of rocks right now…next to my computer while I’m writing this…the rocks are in fact sitting on a slab of petrified wood…(otherwise known as…a rock)…..

My birthday was last summer…and I happened to be in one of my favorite rock stores (that I frequent) a couple months before…and I saw what I wanted…..

And I waited…..

I figured I’d make it my birthday present to myself…if it was still there…..

And fortunately…no one else bought it…So I did…..

It’s supposed to be an amethyst geode…it was fairly inexpensive because there’s hardly any purple in it…but I like it…..

It reminds me of melting slush…mixed with mud in February in Ohio…(and if you’re wondering…that’s a fond memory for me)…..

I used to travel to various countries when I worked on the Women’s Professional Tennis Tour…I would look for rocks…and bring them home…..

…..(and yes…the excess baggage charges were put on my expense report)…(and do I feel guilty?)…(No!…because they were pretty Rocks!!!)…..

…..(and some of them were fairly large pretty rocks too)…..

Brazil…South Africa…and Argentina were the best places for scoring great big rocks…..

…..(and yes…I did…with regularity)…..

I didn’t need them to be sculpted or carved……………chunky and natural was just fine…..

We’ve found some chert chips in our backyard…along with a chert spear point…from someone working and chipping rocks in and around this land…..

*****(Okay…What’s Chert?)*****

I know I’ve mentioned before…but just south of us here on the Sunny Sub-Tropical Gulf Coast of Florida…you can find petrified sharks teeth on a beach…(and what are they?)…(They’re Rocks Too!)…..

But I do wonder why all those old dinosaur sharks decided to come to that beach to loose their teeth?…..

…..(I worry about these things)…..

I’m sure I’ll continue collecting rocks…..

Right now…I’m coveting some large glacially rounded boulders outside the feed room door at Mary Constance’s stable…..

They are quite large…with excessive personalities…I don’t think glaciers ever made it down this far(?)…so how did they get there?…..

But there they are…all round and cute and beckoning…..

Mary Constance is on to me though…she says she’s inventoried and counted them…..

I’d need a forklift…and they’d stress my truck’s suspension…..

So far it remains a dream…that could someday be a plan…that could come to fruition…..

I’m patient…..