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Rock on
September 25, 2017
A river cuts through a rock not because of its power, but its persistence.
Skee drove my car yesterday to do a few errands. He saw a box on the back seat and when he went to move it, he realized it was super heavy. He said out loud “what does Alli drive around with, a box of rocks?” And the answer is yes. Yes I do.
If you follow my blog you know I love trees. My next favorite is rocks. I love me a good smooth rock. River rocks are my favorite.
My new “thing” is painting rocks. I also like to write on them with a paint pen. Today, after pumping gas in my car I left one on the top of the pump that said, “you are magic”. I left another at Barnes and Nobel in the LGBTQ book area that said “you are loved”. I’ve left “peace” and “believe” in the park, and “smile” and “love more” on my walk through my neighborhood.
I even joined a Facebook group called Scripps Ranch Rocks. So I know for certain I am NOT the only rock writing lover out there.
I gave one to an older gentleman I saw sitting reading the paper outside of Vons. That one said “Hey you, yeah you, you are magnificent”. I just walked by and placed it on the table. When I came out of the store he said he loved it and it was in his pocket. How easy and fun is that???