Rockin' It!

   I tend to find all things of nature a source of interest.  It boggles the mind how many different aspects of life can be found on a hike about the place.  The physical and emotional aspects are in perfect harmony when there is time to really delve into the inner peace.  Being by oneself is a great way to throw off the distractions that plague us.  Life starts to come into focus and the mind is free to wander.  Then the spiritual aspect can blossom and grow.  Once free of the idea that we "need" to or "have" to do anything other than what is good for us, life begins to be much easier and we can really begin to "see" what has been around us at all times.  Aloneness is good for the soul.

  Yesterday, I found yet another rock that fascinated me to the point that I pocketed it for future inspection.  I am not one that is up on geology so a rock is just a rock..  Some are prettier than others and some are purely more interesting.   After all was said and done, some fine folks identified my stone as a river agate.  That made me happy.  It was nice to know that my stone had a name!  

  This brings up something that has always confused me a bit.  When does a rock become a stone or is it the other way around?  Growing up on the farm, a rock was a rock was a rock.  Stone was a nicer way of saying rock. As a kid, if I wanted to sound knowledgeable, I said stone!  That impressed people, I am sure!  Now, I ponder these things.  Think about it for a moment.  You have pebbles, stones, rocks and boulders.  Are they all the same thing?  I looked it up in the dictionary and, as near as I can tell, it is all about size.  A pebble is smaller than a stone which is smaller than a rock.  And then you have boulders which roll down the mountain and do major damage if they hit something. We do not have boulders here on the Bayou obviously because we have no mountains.  Basically, they are all rocks. We will go with that.