More Than a Rock

A rock is never Just a rock; they grow and breathe; Living just as Earth.

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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 12/15/2018 9:39:00 AM

I really like this.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 12/15/2018 6:11:00 PM

Oh good, I'm glad. Thanks for dropping by again.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/15/2018 9:25:00 AM

You have expressed what I feel often; I try to bring one home from every travel; Red Lobster probably has me on a "most wanted" list.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 12/15/2018 6:12:00 PM

Ooh, I don't think I've ever had a red lobster rock attach itself to my hand like that. Other rocks do but, not theirs...plead innocent...after all you can't help what their rocks do when you walk by!