Our Garden Rocks!

The one thing we have more of in these parts is rocks!  Both Dave and I are avid rock hounds. I started collecting rocks as a child growing up on a farm where part of our summer chores was picking rocks from the fields after Dad plowed.  Thinking back on that it's ironic that I would love rocks so much because picking them and throwing them into the honey wagon (aka the manure spreader) on a hot and dusty day was as dreaded as a trip to the dentist!
So here we are years later,  hauling rocks home to decorate the yard and gardens. 








Recently we found this rock buried beneath the lilac tree right here in our yard. Only the top peaked out from the dirt and old roots at the bottom of the tree.  We figured the former owners of our house probably placed it there when they planted the lilac and over the years the tree grew and the rock sank deeper into the ground.  We've walked past the thing for years now hardly paying attention to it.
After building our new deck last year Dave did a bit of landscaping around it with ( yes, rocks)  but I thought a statement rock would be nice and sculptural decorating the front.  I mentioned the rock beneath the lilac bush and Dave could hardly dig it up fast enough!  His excitement mounted as he unearthed the beauty and found it to be just the right size for the spot in front.  He does give me credit for having the idea to dig it up. 











This is a nice sitting rock.  At times one needs to plop down in the garden and meditate on a rock.  I don't do it often enough because weeds would certainly over grow me in a moment.  However as of late I meditate on rocks, the violence of nature, the sweetness of life, the promise of after life.  All heavy subjects you could say.  
Cathy G