Rocks rock! I have always loved rocks. As a youngster I had rock collections in old cigar boxes, all sectioned off and labelled with the type of rock specimen it was. When I got to high school I took some geology to learn more and my love of rocks remains.
They’re so visually interesting because when faced with a ‘field’ of them, they are so varied in colour, shape, texture and size.
You wonder where they came from, how they were formed and how long they’ve been there.
They’re tangible. I love to hold them in my hand – I feel like I’m connected to the earth by doing so. I like to feel their weight. They are solid, strong and durable, so I guess that’s where the saying ‘Solid as a rock’ comes from.
I like that rock is old – much older than we are. It seems to me that rocks must ‘live’ forever.
What would we do without rocks? We crush them into concrete, we make counter tops with them, we mine their minerals for health, we mine their gems for commerce, and we carve them for art.
I think it’s safe to say, they’ll be with us a long time and we will no doubt find more uses for them than ever!
For myself, I’m happy to look at them and enjoy them as I find them.
*And I try not to bring too many home!
If it weren’t for the rocks in its bed, the stream would have no song.