Anyway, enough about my health. This unusual good fortune of feeling fine (more or less) and good weather (more or less) left me with a dilemma. What to do? Play in the garden? Visit a nursery (or more than one)? Take a nice long walk, for real (rather than an exercise video)? Or --
Drive for an hour (more or less) to look at rocks?
I chose that last one...Hehe. And not because I have rocks in my head. Although I might, you never know. The doctor didn't examine that.
I went to the Marenakos Rock Center, in Preston, WA., an eight-acre stone yard with plenty of rocks, as far as the eye can see (more or less).
|And acres of rocks|
Cool ones full of holes
And -- they show you what to do with them.
|This one had a mister in it -- a device that agitates the water with sound waves to turn it into mist|
|I'm not sure what this guy was doing, but I could hear him chipping away at the rock before placing it. Maybe another fireplace?|
You can shape them into orbs, and cubes.
The egg-shaped ones had a depression carved into them, to catch water.
You can carve them into sculptures.
I'm not quite sure what she's trying to do. But it looks like she's struggling with a man who is underneath her, who is still part of the stone. Jacob wrestling with the angel?
|This more abstract sculpture rather appealed to me.|
You can sculpt them into pots.
And lanterns. This one reminded me of a Mexican man in a sombrero.
You can hang a gate on them.
Make a stone hut out of them.
|That opening at the bottom was big enough for a child to crawl through. Or a skinny teenager. Or a middle-aged woman skinnier than me.|
|The stone was dry-stacked.|
You could make your very own Stonehenge.
I finally headed back to my car, and pointed it in the direction of the closest Starbucks. But on the way, I found something even better.
|My favorite!! Of course, this little paper bag holds a high-cholesterol, high-calorie brownie.|
But fortunately, I prefaced the brownie with some hot, healthy tomato soup.
And then, I pointed the car towards home.