|This is our moon-landing photo. Cool, huh?!|
|my camera was still new and we were playing with the functions. It was dark out.|
|lining them up to pick the BEST ones.|
|What it looked like. Deserted, rocky beach and pitch black water. It was gorgeous.|
|Everyone was in on the rock-picking action.|
Believe it or not, we could not get gorgeous little rocks (did I just say that? I think I did) in Atlanta, so they were especially cool. For just shy of a year, our
Then we moved. And the rocks in the fish bowl turned into rocks in a box, and it was a running joke that Mick actually moved a box of rocks. (Actually, he moved those rocks from NY to Georgia and then Georgia to Maine. Those are some well-traveled rocks, nevermind the fact that they were formed by a glacier and so who knows where they originated!)
We've been in Maine now for five months, and I was out puttering today and found myself in TJMaxx.
Lookee here, kids, lookee here!
Only $3.99! (Compare at $6.00. If, you know, you can find a place that sells rocks.)
By this price point, I'm at least a hundred-aire! Whooo hooo! And I know where I can get more, whenever I want ... in fact, there's a limitless supply.
Hmm. Almost tempting enough to say "Rocks for Sale!" (Except they are, after all, in TJMaxx. Perhaps not a best seller.)