If you know me, you know that I LOVE Block Island!
After spending many summer days there in my youth, we decided to make it an annual trip for our own family for more than TEN summer vacations! We wanted to give our sons some great memories of a magical place! We brought friends, they brought friends. Lots of comings and goings. Special times had by ALL!
Also special are the rocks on Block Island. All smooth and some that are quite colorful. Seeing the colorful two-toned ones immediately excites me and I feel like a kid again. Reminding me of how they were spread out all over the beach. What seemed like an endless supply. Each one more interesting than the next. We would pick a bunch, paint cute little beach scenes on them, boats on the horizon, seagulls in the sky, then go down to the town beach and sell them out of the back of our station wagon.
While I’ve spent many a summer collecting “all rocks white”, I have truly expanded my horizons and branched out in recent years. I’m open to different shapes and sizes, other colors too!-whatever catches my eye and draws me in. I bring them home and put them all around our house, in the garden, in the pebbles by the patio, and on my kitchen windowsill, to appreciate their enduring beauty multiple times a day. They are EVERYWHERE! And I love them. Because they were all “chosen”.
I enjoy painting rocks for friends and relatives to give them as meaningful and personalized gifts. I’m often told, “I have your rock on my desk at work”, or “I have my rock in my bar at home”, or “your rock is in my powder room!”. No matter where they’re displayed, or how many times I hear it, their appreciation is so special to me. It never gets old.
Some rocks have sentimental stories behind them. Maybe it’s the big heavy one I lugged home from the faraway beach on my mom’s birthday, or the collection of all different ones hand picked for me by my boys, or the perfect little round white one that I never saw, was picked up, and was lovingly handed to me on an early morning beach walk. I remember them all, and I love them all.
Ultimately, Block Island rocks represent an opportunity for me to give, and receive. And that’s a beautiful thing! They are just something I have to have.
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