I recently walked down to a creek bed I visit occasionally. I wear a backpack and collect flat rocks for a wall in my house I'd like to finish with them. It's been a labor of love for a couple years now. As I only stumble across the "perfect" rock every few visits.
I hadn't been down there since hurricanes Harvey and Irma dumped their rain here. I wanted to see what might have been dislodged or uncovered. I was not disappointed. In fact, I am thrilled beyond words!
Feast your eyes on this unique find.
As a kid I was the most creative out of the five of us (I had four brothers), when it came to seeing shapes in clouds. We use to play that game all the time and even sneak a look at the sun every now and then (only because we were told not to).
This rock is totally the cat's pajamas. It looks just like a woman's pocket book to me. Pardon my age, I guess the kids call it a purse or bag nowadays. I sure carried it like one all the way home. I love unusual things. They make me smile every time I look at them. Somehow I feel like this item deserves a name. I think I'll name it, Wilma, in honor of The Flintstones.
Life is such a joy, if you allow it to be. Open your eyes, take in the beauty and see what kind of cool finds you can stumble across.
Onward in Strength!
Mary Lotus